A little too tied down at the moment to write anything or indeed to have anything interesting to write about, but fortunately not everyone in the world has 3 exams this weekend, so go read "9 Awesome Directors Who Temporarily Lost Their Mind" instead. A couple of snippets:
"Russell Crowe Drinks Wine For Two Hours" (aka "A Good Year") goes beyond mere "What was Ridley Scott thinking" and plows headlong into "This can't be Ridley Scott" territory. After the first hour and a half of uneventful poolside wine-drinking, you're more likely to believe that there is a second director named Ridley Scott, or that Ridley Scott was replaced by a replicated robot whose primary function is to monitor Russell Crowe's alcohol consumption.
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No, our problem is that Gilliam, anticipating people not liking his movie, is explaining that it's the fault of the viewer for watching it wrong, and that they should re-watch it while pretending they're a little kid. You made a shitty movie, Terry Gilliam, now live with it. You didn't see Coppola make a speech before "Jack" saying "Look, folks, this movie blows, but when you watch it, imagine yourself as a person with really shitty taste in movies and I think you'll really enjoy it."
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