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I am almost ashamed for writing this, but I do not dislike this film. Not at all. Costner nails the aloof, edgy, principled bodyguard and gets the audience on his side – right before he goes and nails Whitney. After that it is all rather more formulaic. Rather bizarrely, I’ve always liked eating apples with knives since I first saw this film many years ago. It makes me feel tough. Like Kev. The soundtrack will definitely appeal to all those wannabe divas out there… Oh I feel dirty writing this, but it is good. “And I-eee-I Will Alllllllwaaaays Loooooooooove yoouououoooouoo…” Well, you get the drift.
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Michael Moore would once again have his audiences believe that he is just a regular guy, like them. A good old-fashioned regular American, yes Siree. Whilst Moore may have perfected the (biased, propagandising) documentary film genre – and here he does portray an excellent case for Universal Free Health Care, to go with the American Dream and French Fries – it also must be noted, that he is also a facetious, irritating git. He thinks it is clever and brilliant to go to Cuba with 9/11 heroes and demand they get the same medical care as Al Qaeda. But it is not. It is a stupid, self-righteous prank. And if I hear one more sympathetically, softly spoken voice over, accompanying the image of another tearfully sobbing victim of Capitalist HMOs, then I may be tempted to arrange a rather more necessary meeting for Moore in the Emergency Room. *** The shock! surprise! gasp! ending that would have (and indeed did) enthral audiences back in 1968, was not a bombshell at all for me as 40 years after its release it has become a flagship for ‘twist in the tale’ endings. That and a classic Simpsons rip off. So at Taylor’s ghastly revelation, where I should have been shouting, “damn them all to hell!” along with poor old Charlton, I was actually singing along with Troy Maclure, “Oh my God, I was wrong, it was earth all along, you’ve finally made a monkey out of meeee!” This, however, is not the fault of the filmmakers and should not detract from my enjoyment of it. Apart from Heston’s irritating – almost mock hero, ham – acting, it was a captivating film that should be seen 412 times more than the abysmal tripe that Tim Burton threw together in 2001. **** |
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