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Anthony Minghella's crowning achievement, a masterpiece epic and a love song to anyone who was ever caught up in the whirlwind of a wonderfully taboo - and perfectly doomed - romance. Kristin Scott Thomas and Ralph Fiennes' roles are karmic gifts for them, beyond anything they could have hoped for, surely, and they couldn't have been better cast.
A+: indy spirit meets Hollywood epic. Easily the best work by Deniro, Walken and Streep. Best film on the Vietnam conflict's casual destruction of precious humanity and friendship's sacrifice.
Best movie on the Civil War, war's hopeless heart and one of the finest films on the aching pit that is lonesomeness and love. For me, Kidman and Law are astonishingly gorgeous, while still conjuring up raw hurt and hunger. Zellweger and Hoffman are so good, you can't take your
eyes of them. Their craft here overshadows their work in almost any other film.
Everyone I know who loves the Coen Bros sites "The Big Lebowski" as their fave, but I can't pretend to know why. I deeply admire the Coens. But they remind me of Woody Allen - prolific, often masterful, but overall, spotty. For me, "Lebowski" is living proof. It's meant to be a madcap comedy, but it's not half as funny as "O Brother Where Art Thou" or "Raising Arizona." The plot comes down to a deluded loser trying to find his stolen rug. Yep, that's it, folks. On the plus side, the Coens serve up a couple characters who are bigger than life, namely, The Dude (Jeff Bridges) and Walter (John Goodman). The rest of the roles here are pretty forgettable, especially Steve Buscemi's, though Julianne Moore and John Turturro briefly conjure up goofy magic, and stand out like a couple of shiny bulbs on a withering Christmas tree. John Goodman, though, is the glowing Christmas star here, the film's one hilarious raison d'etre, pure insane gold.
One of the most tasteless, most original, most hilarious films ever. Not unlike a flaming sack of crap that some poor schmuck just stamped out, "Borat" gets by with murder -- murdering with the gags and murdering some of the unwitting participants (a few sued for defamation of character). Of course, it's a riot for us, so long as we're not reduced to punchlines, as almost everyone in the film is, boldly and deftly. You can't help feeling some of their pain -- while laughing your ass off.