Misleading Summaries and Prissy Talent
Many people find the phrase 'sci-fi' distasteful, so film critics should be careful with their use of said phrase. Upon reading the Netflix review of The Fountain, some movie watchers immediately skip to films of a different nature. In this way, the movie is overlooked by hundreds of possible fans who are confused by the gross generalization that the content probably includes spaceships, tentacles and ray guns.
This, of course, is slightly incorrect, and please forgive any spoilers ahead, because too many people missed this movie in theaters.
In the traditional sense, yes, this film is science fiction, because it is a fictional story that involves science. I can assure you, George Lucas had nothing to do with this film. although if he did, the movie would probably include a lengthy monologue by some grotesquely racist computer-generated alien. Did you know that ol' georgie boy didn't even direct empire strikes back and return of the jedi? he directed episode iv, and then he decided to just sit back and pay other people to direct his next two movies. then he decided to sit back even further, enjoy his immense cult following, wait twenty years, and piss all over his loyal fans by directing three disgusting cinematic atrocities. there are three star wars films, period. any star wars material created after 1983 just does not exist in my world.
let me be clear. i have been a fan of episodes iv, v, and vi since my first viewings as a young humanoid. the indiana jones films of last century were also classics.
and yes, there are only three of those movies.
The Fountain is a fantastic motion picture, and I recommend it to anyone who enjoys a good, solid 100-minute brain explosion of sights, sounds and emotions. After multiple viewings, I like to believe that the film's stories are parallel universes. coin-lands-on-both-sides kind of thing.
i will say no more, other than watch this movie in high definition if possible. it is truly a gourmet meal for the synapses.
i have noticed a pattern with actors recently, and it has plunged me into a semi-frenzy of quasi-research on the subject. rachel weisz listened to her ipod while in costume and full makeup, on set for a scene of the fountain. reading up on the incredible visual effects for benjamin button, i noticed that brad pitt listened to his ipod during facial motion capture sessions. this pattern begs the question: what do actors listen to while working on a movie?
perhaps they calm their nerves with some tchaikovsky or other classical music, like willem dafoe's character in boondock saints. maybe they rock out with some rush, to heighten their sense of awareness. maybe they listen to a recording of script readings, to solidify their comprehension of the story's flow and their own contributions. maybe they listen to a recording of themselves reading their lines, which would be very creepy and self-absorbed, but with million dollar contracts, these actors certainly can afford a few personality faux pas.
there needs to be a new occupation on film sets. something like actor wrangling. someone to tell actors to cut the bull and do their jobs. someone needed to tell rachel to turn off her ipod and pay attention during camera setup so she would know not to look at her facial reflection in the camera lens glass, but to instead look into the lens hole itself. yes, rachel it's weird to stare at yourself in the camera lens. so don't do it. look into the camera correctly and let the director of photography get the simple closeup and have an enjoyable lunch instead of sweating profusely and feeling frustrated by your incompetence. someone needed to tell brad pitt to turn off the hannah montana songs and sit still during the facial motion capture. ok fine brad you can keep the ipod on. you need to act during this capture session anyway so let's get some of that actor goodness. but would it kill you to shave? i know it's early and the olsen twins are still polishing off the white mountain from last night's "half birthday" blow-out, but give the visual effects team a slight break. your real face isn't even in the first 50 minutes of the film, so give them some 3d facial expression data without benefit of your man gristle.
This, of course, is slightly incorrect, and please forgive any spoilers ahead, because too many people missed this movie in theaters.
In the traditional sense, yes, this film is science fiction, because it is a fictional story that involves science. I can assure you, George Lucas had nothing to do with this film. although if he did, the movie would probably include a lengthy monologue by some grotesquely racist computer-generated alien. Did you know that ol' georgie boy didn't even direct empire strikes back and return of the jedi? he directed episode iv, and then he decided to just sit back and pay other people to direct his next two movies. then he decided to sit back even further, enjoy his immense cult following, wait twenty years, and piss all over his loyal fans by directing three disgusting cinematic atrocities. there are three star wars films, period. any star wars material created after 1983 just does not exist in my world.
let me be clear. i have been a fan of episodes iv, v, and vi since my first viewings as a young humanoid. the indiana jones films of last century were also classics.
and yes, there are only three of those movies.
The Fountain is a fantastic motion picture, and I recommend it to anyone who enjoys a good, solid 100-minute brain explosion of sights, sounds and emotions. After multiple viewings, I like to believe that the film's stories are parallel universes. coin-lands-on-both-sides kind of thing.
i will say no more, other than watch this movie in high definition if possible. it is truly a gourmet meal for the synapses.
i have noticed a pattern with actors recently, and it has plunged me into a semi-frenzy of quasi-research on the subject. rachel weisz listened to her ipod while in costume and full makeup, on set for a scene of the fountain. reading up on the incredible visual effects for benjamin button, i noticed that brad pitt listened to his ipod during facial motion capture sessions. this pattern begs the question: what do actors listen to while working on a movie?
perhaps they calm their nerves with some tchaikovsky or other classical music, like willem dafoe's character in boondock saints. maybe they rock out with some rush, to heighten their sense of awareness. maybe they listen to a recording of script readings, to solidify their comprehension of the story's flow and their own contributions. maybe they listen to a recording of themselves reading their lines, which would be very creepy and self-absorbed, but with million dollar contracts, these actors certainly can afford a few personality faux pas.
there needs to be a new occupation on film sets. something like actor wrangling. someone to tell actors to cut the bull and do their jobs. someone needed to tell rachel to turn off her ipod and pay attention during camera setup so she would know not to look at her facial reflection in the camera lens glass, but to instead look into the lens hole itself. yes, rachel it's weird to stare at yourself in the camera lens. so don't do it. look into the camera correctly and let the director of photography get the simple closeup and have an enjoyable lunch instead of sweating profusely and feeling frustrated by your incompetence. someone needed to tell brad pitt to turn off the hannah montana songs and sit still during the facial motion capture. ok fine brad you can keep the ipod on. you need to act during this capture session anyway so let's get some of that actor goodness. but would it kill you to shave? i know it's early and the olsen twins are still polishing off the white mountain from last night's "half birthday" blow-out, but give the visual effects team a slight break. your real face isn't even in the first 50 minutes of the film, so give them some 3d facial expression data without benefit of your man gristle.
Labels: Darren Aronofsky, David Fincher, Phil Schiller
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