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Scathing, but well disguised.^
The one time that Greta Garbo hit a home run for me was in
a scene where she is looking around the bedroom and then with
no dialog....she simply gives a delicate sigh.
It was so natural, I always get emotional when I see it....
a lost love from long ago that now lives only in my memories.
It's been a pretty long time since I've seen that one, but if memory serves, she's basically up there having a sexual marathon and the sigh, which I hate to admit I think I remember, is delicate because it expresses her deep satisfaction and happy exhaustion (today, we crudely refer to her state and look as a FFG). Even in pre-code world, they didn't show what they do today, but they weren't shy about sending a sentient person all the clues needed to piece it together.
OK Fading Fast. I couldn't stand the pressure and had to look it up.
"Friends with Kids" 2011
If artificial intelligence ever starts writing movies, movies like this will be the result.
They are formulaic blends of "The Big Chill," "Definitely, Maybe" and "Must Love Dogs" and all the other movies of upper-middle-class people with more money than brains who spend inordinate amounts of time analyzing their own lives and making normal life challenges existential crises because they are happening to them.
The AI program will call for finding good looking actors with middling acting careers (you know them, but don't know all their names), put them in a hip city (or just use New York, 'cause it's always hip), show their pretty lifestyles with all their nice clothes, cars, homes, etc., find some current social issue (tilt liberal in viewpoint), create a few personal crisis to highlight it - but where the audience can feel smart because it can see the resolution before the characters - throw in some sex and a feel-good resolution and you're good to go.
As computing costs come down and AI capabilities increase rapidly, it seems silly to pay a writer to spit out these formulaic fluff pieces that must do well economically as they keep making them.
Just previewed "Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri," starring Frances MacDormand as a hard-bitten working-class woman consumed with rage over the unsolved rape/murder of her daughter, Woody Harrelson as the good-ole-boy small-town police chief who hasn't solved the case, and Sam Rockwell as a dumb, violent, comic-book-reading cop who may not be all he seems on the surface. This is, believe it or not, something of a black comedy, or so the reviews say -- but it came across to me as one of the best Westerns I've ever seen. There is no prairie, no sagebrush, the only horses only make cameo appearances, and it's set in the present day -- but it is, nevertheless, a Western in mood, in point of view, and in spirit. Highly recommended.
God, I hated that movie. We had it here for the longest six days of my life, and all I could do was fixate on Jennifer Westfeldt's Botoxed smirk. What a load of petit-bourgeois BS.
German synchronization kills it, as often happens.
I would watch original-tone.
If you liked "Last Angry Man" -- which is an excellent portrait of the sleazy manipulativeness of late-fifties television -- you need to see "A Face In The Crowd," which is an even more disturbing look at the Boys and their manipulation of mass media. Anyone who has an image of Andy Griffith as a lovable salt-of-the-earth type will be astounded by his performance in that film -- and keep in mind that he made it *before* he became the "Andy Griffith" everybody remembers today.
I don't know a lot about her beyond Don Draper being her ex boyfriend, but obnoxious self important twit is my first impression.God, I hated that movie. We had it here for the longest six days of my life, and all I could do was fixate on Jennifer Westfeldt's Botoxed smirk. What a load of petit-bourgeois BS.