I've recently been to see three films, all of which I was really keen to see.
"Shutter Island" - cracking Saturday night entertainment. Won't hear a word said against it.
However, the other two...
"The Ghost" - what a flimsy piece that is. Kim C is dreadful, though pleasing to the eye. Ewan McGregor is as dependably good as ever, bringing a real sense of haplessness to the character. Pierce Brosnan simply doesn't have enough to do. And the story simply isn't up to the length it takes to tel. Poor. Wait for it on dvd.
But, the other one really takes the biscuit - "I Am Love". Dear Lord, what a tedious pile of self-indulgent wank. I was worried that it may simply have been a vanity project for la Swinton. And guess what? It is. I saw this today on the Guardian web-site "...As Swinton herself says: "For over ten years, Luca and I have been discussing our mutual desire for a kind of cinema experience. Something, literally, sensational, what might be called 'pure cinema', what we think of as the language of cinema – as opposed to the language of anything else. A large part of this discussion has always been our worship of the films of certain filmmakers from the past - Hitchcock, Huston, Kubrick, for example - whose claim on the development of the cinematic language is unassailable: they pushed the form by using the form, as a toolkit, with real authority. I Am Love is the first of a series of films we have been planning for a while to attempt to honour this kind of bravado."(My emphasis).
Be afraid. Very Afraid.
"Shutter Island" - cracking Saturday night entertainment. Won't hear a word said against it.
However, the other two...
"The Ghost" - what a flimsy piece that is. Kim C is dreadful, though pleasing to the eye. Ewan McGregor is as dependably good as ever, bringing a real sense of haplessness to the character. Pierce Brosnan simply doesn't have enough to do. And the story simply isn't up to the length it takes to tel. Poor. Wait for it on dvd.
But, the other one really takes the biscuit - "I Am Love". Dear Lord, what a tedious pile of self-indulgent wank. I was worried that it may simply have been a vanity project for la Swinton. And guess what? It is. I saw this today on the Guardian web-site "...As Swinton herself says: "For over ten years, Luca and I have been discussing our mutual desire for a kind of cinema experience. Something, literally, sensational, what might be called 'pure cinema', what we think of as the language of cinema – as opposed to the language of anything else. A large part of this discussion has always been our worship of the films of certain filmmakers from the past - Hitchcock, Huston, Kubrick, for example - whose claim on the development of the cinematic language is unassailable: they pushed the form by using the form, as a toolkit, with real authority. I Am Love is the first of a series of films we have been planning for a while to attempt to honour this kind of bravado."(My emphasis).
Be afraid. Very Afraid.
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