PC! Grape soda and cookies n cream ice cream is truly the most disgusting concoction I've ever heard of. I am worried about you.
My best friend and I went to see Eyes Wide Shut this afternoon. And we came back here, poured a glass of wine, looked at each other, and said, "Huh."
DIATRIBE TO FOLLOW
Now I have read Neocom's rave review, and I want to be a little careful about what I say because he is very intelligent and had lots of good remarks and he loved the film.....I understand that there are perhaps many interesting film doodahs and hoohaws going on. Also I want to change my prior assessment of Nicole Kidman and admit she is incredibly lovely.
But this is not a cinema masterpiece.(IMHO)
The pace was deadly, not stately. The film lasted two hours and 45 minutes, and the extra 45 min. were all dramatic pauses. Kidman sounded like Hal after they pulled his plug. That deliberate, subconscious agonizing over every word became laughable, particularly because what finally was uttered was so often banal.
I had.....a.....terrible.......dream....and in it-- (begin to sob)we were naked.... and I felt bad... and then you left to find clothes and I felt..... happy ( ahhhh- penetrating insight?!!) but then this man was......f*cking me. (Sob sob ....) And I laughed at you.(hang on husband's neck -sob sob)
I suspect she was reading cue cards without her glasses.
Tom, as a sort of All-American Everyman, wandered out, filled with despair at his wife's fantasy, and decides to screw a prostitute, (poor Tom, cuckolded by his spouse's dream), only he doesn't. And then he winds up at an orgy. All these things kind of HAPPEN to him, the semi-passive victim. All of it was so silly that if this is supposed to have any relation to real life and what we are all about, I am ashamed to be a grown-up.
There are all these slow, intense-sounding speeches, which are absolutely sophomoric in content. There's plenty of nudity, but that got boring after a while. My friend and I admitted we started looking at the lamps and rugs in the sets (which were gorgeous- the cinematography was excellent) after we got tired of comparing breast shapes.
Life is a challenging and wondrous thing and I felt it was demeaned by this film. I'm tired of having angst and nihilism thrust at me as if it were the inevitable result of a sincere inspection of reality. It is one R-film the theatre darn well better check IDs on, because I do NOT want Ammo seeing it; I think it should have been an X--- I wonder what it takes??? THis had full frontal nudity, copulation, fellatio, menage a trois (and more). I understand surrealism--I am an old theatre major, after all, and have been as obnoxiously affected as the next one-- but I believe that what parades as art and profound thought is often bullshit, though many people can't see through the charade or are afraid to call it what it is.
There was no real resolution in the film, and whatever uplifting value it might have had for me was ruined when the last word, the ultimate goal of this couple as if this would somehow restore them, was to (in Nicole's words) go and F*ck. LIfe is certainly more than this- but not to Kubrick, apparently. |
