cinematical postscript
Monday 29 October 2007 | 3 cookies in the jar
So I’m guessing the resounding absence of cookies from my rant contra El laberinto del fauno means that you all (those valiant few of you still hanging in here until the bitter end, that is) totally adored the film (also known, as the Editor’s father might joke, as It’s a Wonderful Spanish Civil War)?
3 cookies in the jar
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Oh, not only have I not seen Pan’s Labyrinth, I am now thinking I’ll probably give it a miss entirely, being really not into the torture thing and so on and not having heard anything particularly redeeming, even though I had enjoyed hearing the filmmaker interviewed on Fresh Air last spring… Movies have been infrequent around here, the latest being Little Miss Sunshine, the ending of which left me laughing and crying at the same time, not to mention incredibly nostalgic for a New Mexican childhood of driving in cars without clutches and malfunctioning horns.
Oooh I want to see Little Miss Sunshine! I dunno about El laberinto, people really went bananas over it but it just wasn’t all that for me. But I also hate Schindler’s List, Life Is Beautiful (I think that’s the name of it–the one with big Italian goofball Roberto Benigni?) and Forrest Gump. Not that most people would dream of lumping those together thusly, but I might even throw in Oliver Stone–historical assassinations designed to make us feel good about things we should never feel good about–namely, the twentieth century. She said curmudgeonly.
Life is Beautiful doesn’t set my teeth on edge to quite the same degree as Forrest Gump, which was made all the more painful by people walking around quoting it all the time. And I skipped Schindler’s List and almost the whole Oliver Stone oeuvre because even though I was supposed to I just didn’t want to, and life’s too short for movies that don’t move…