Richard Kelly is a master at making nice-looking incoherent stuff. Who can forget that brief period early in the 00s when we thought he was complex? Donnie Darko was “evocative,” “dream-like,” and other adjectives for stuff that makes no sense. But unlike David Lynch’s style of nonsense, which seems like it would make sense if I just thought about it really hard, Richard Kelly’s gobbledygook just makes me tired.
Month: March 2010
Gettin’ My Bress On: “Mouchette”Standard
I sent back “Mouchette” without watching it. There ya go.
Here’s a puppy:
Gettin’ My Bress On: "Mouchette"Standard
My Crackpot Theory Regarding “The Invention Of Lying”Standard
At the end of my ramblings about The Invention of Lying, I said this:
If I were to guess as a guy with no clue whatsoever, I’d say that the religion stuff turned off the test audiences, so they re-shot and added a bunch of crap to obscure that subplot and re-shaped the movie as a shitty romantic comedy. It’s not good, but it’s interesting to see a film that attempts to discuss big ideas get its balls cut off.
Later on, a friend of mine said that he heard Ricky Gervais talk about that very thing on a podcast, and that’s pretty much exactly what happened: The religion stuff made goobers poop their pants, so they reshot the film to death.
Now look at this article that came out last week. Supposedly, the issue is budget, but the film is also clearly a Scientology bash-a-thon. I’m wondering if Universal is balking at that aspect as well, especially after the failure of The Invention of Lying, which was made by Focus Features, a division of . . . yep, Chrysler. No wait shit Universal sorry.
Does the TIL debacle signal the end of religious satire in mainstream films? Has one more avenue of creative expression been closed? For the sake of my theory based on the unimpeachable source of My Friend Who Told Me A Thing That He Heard, let’s go with yes, absolutely.
(By the way, how awesome would a P.T. Anderson Scientology slam be? I’d totally watch that, even if it means enduring Philip Seymour “Stop mumbling, you fucking slob” Hoffman.)
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Jesse Is Terrific, Episode 2Standard
I done recorded some audjer. Listen . . . or don’t!
WARNING: Spoilers abound. It’s the only way I can properly make fun of the thing.
So, is “Shutter Island” great or crap? After watching it, I can’t stop changing my mind. The film is expertly shot, and Scorcese directs the hell out of it, with great performances, visuals that are literally insane, and a constant atmosphere of dread. And yet . . .
The third act of the film may be one of the most ludicrous things I’ve ever seen. No matter how much it was set up beforehand, the “big reveal” is laid out in such a way that I openly guffawed at the screen. And yet . . .
Leonardo DiCaprio gives a pretty damn amazing performance. He’s required to play an incredibly intense character, and he doesn’t falter. The rest of the cast is excellent as well, with Mark Ruffalo excellent as Leo’s sidekick, and Ben Kingsley and Max Von Sydow chewing up the scenery like [famous fat celebrity] at a [popular chain restaurant that serves large amounts of food]. And yet . . .
Ben Kingsley’s scene, where he lays out the scenario of the entire film, left me a big pile of giggles. Put it this way: As part of his explanation for what we’ve seen, he has to pull out a chart. He then says an immortally terrible line, that unfortunately, I can only paraphrase: “For us to convince you, we had to pull off the most wide-scale roleplay experiment of all time!” Oh, how I laughed and laughed. And yet . . .
It’s not like this is a big reveal. It’s clear that Leo’s character is a wackjob fairly early on, and how it all ties in was, for me, the big mystery. After a while, it was clear that something was up beyond the “missing victim” case, and the moving was heading down a much darker path. So, it’s not right to say that I felt “cheated” by the ending. And yet . . .
The way it’s revealed is through the clunkiest 20-minute exposition scene ever. The movie literally stops to tell you everything . . . AND THEY HAVE TO USE CHARTS, AS WELL AS AN EXTENDED FLASHBACK! And yet . . .
The final scene is oddly poignant, and DiCaprio sells it like a mofo. Even after all of the ridiculousness, I was moved, and it made me think back on the movie and think that maybe I was wrong all along. And yet . . .
After thinking about it, I realized that for the roleplay to pan out, they had to know he’d climb down a sheer rock cliff, and survive. Oh, and then climb back up. Oh, and it ends on a shot of a lighthouse that’s supposed to be meaningful but ultimately makes no sense. ARRRGH!
Was it crap? I still don’t know. One of the most conflicting movies I’ve ever seen. I liked it better than Gangs of New York, though, so it’s not Scorcese’s worst.