| You are very welcome. I have to say, I did some catching up this weekend, and was rather disappointed. "Moulin Rouge" seemed to me to be a bunch of nonsense, although it had some amusement in the latter half. I am "half a fan" of the Coen's (so far, the only thoroughly satisfying movie they have done is "Fargo", but I was one of the few who liked the "Hudsucker Proxy"), and finally got "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" Unfortunately, it was pretty weak. Charles Durning threatened to upstage the picture, towards the end, in the finest scene of the movie, where one gets an insight into the "salt of the earth" that led a hardscrabble existence to build this country, through their music and their reaction to the music. "Chocolat" was better named "Molasses", its pacing was so slow. The cast was good, but if it were not for Judith Densch, and perhaps Alfred Molina, I would probably have fallen asleep---- and not have missed much. Finally, "Momento", with Guy Pearce and Joe Pantoliano, was very interesting, but ultimately not worth the technique of regression to discover the key to the story. This fellow has a disease that makes him unable to form new memories--- after about 10 minutes, he loses his short term memory, although he remembers everything before the incident that damaged him. He is off to avenge his wife, using tattooes, annotated Polaroids, and notes written on his body and clothes to keep up. In the end, he is merely manipulated, even by himself. Only those who get their metaphysical rushes from the movies will find it worth the time........ |
