His Dark Materials
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Just saw the film on the big screen at the Aero and you do need to see it on a big screen to hold your attention. The chemistry of Daniel and Juliette is quite amazing and you could watch the two of them endlessly. The film covers dramatic historical events in the Czech Republic of the late 60s maintaining a playfulness that makes it enjoyable from start to finish even if the ending could been at the hotel room 6. What’s quite interesting is that at the same historical time, California was living quite a hippie lifestyle compared that of Europe which was still stuck in a post war depression that lasted well into the 80s.
Great Nordic psychological drama that examines parenthood current issues. The whismy title doesn’t do it justice. The film is great, poignant and of tremendous relevance. Shot with great style and acting.
Martin delivers. The film, despite the length, holds you steady. Pesci is quite great in more subtle composed performance noone knew he had. De Niro is so good about being... well, De Niro. Pacino A bit overdone in make up overdoes it a bit (noone cares if he looks like Hoffa or not). Whenever you have these two actors together everyone expects a miracle but they’re a bit too anchored in their roles. The historical grounding is definitely the glue that holds it all together but the ending is a bit dragged out. All the cgi rejuvenating was not necessary. It’s nice to see ‘men’ on the screen and not muscled teenagers acting cool. Thank you Martin, maybe those Hollywood dumb asses will take note.
It seems that every French movie is currently either about a writer affair in the countryside or a family vacation in the countryside both with either marriage issues, existentialism issues or both. Better with a few quotes by Proust or Voltaire.
Saw the encore cut and yet the film is just Hollywood popcorn with plenty of stale butter. It lacks focus, perspective and it’s completely disconnected, especially for 1984. (Gandhi won an Oscar the year it was made.) It fully condones black exploitation for the sake of entertainment just as those good old days (that is if you were white and owned a plantation). The title itself is absurd even if it was the actual name of the club. A ‘Roger Rabbit’ lie, a white-man mystification of events, the past and history. A bs fantasy-land of tommy gun gangsters and smoky jazz clubs. Hard to sit through the meaningless plot and listen to Richard Gere talk with a Brooklyn accent. At least some of the talented ‘extras’, performers and costume designers got paid. ‘Stormy Weather’ should have opened the movie since it’s the best act and everything before could have been edited out. Diane Lane is the only good white actor in it to deliver a charming performance. A huge out-of-touch misfire even when it came out. Oh yeah ‘the jitterbug dance’ of course, and Nicolas Cage Coppola, I almost forgot. Let’s all tap dance back to the car now and drop the dvd into the library box.