We started with Prime starring Meryl Streep, Uma Thurman and a very attractive young man whose name really doesn't matter all that much. It was kind of funny. We took bets on how it would end and I bet for the wrong outcome, which was surprising because I usually know exactly how movies like this are going to go.
Then we started watching Love, Ludlow. This starred the first Becky from Roseanne, Steve from Sex and The City, and that guy with the lisp from Welcome To The Dollhouse. This movie was adapted from a play. It was adapted by the original playwright and you could feel his inability to adjust to the screen format in almost every scene. Tells the story of a hardboiled girl from Queens and her mentally unstable (though we never get to know what his actual diagnosis is) and a quiet business guy who wants to date the girl. It was rough going, watching this movie. And there's a whole lot of drama stuffed into a very very short time period (like three, maybe four, days). I wish I could say 'well in the end I'm glad I saw it' but that's not completely true.
A little ways into Love, Ludlow the friend decided it was time to leave (I don't blame her the movie was hard to take and there a party). We ended up stopping the movie festival after Love, Ludlow. But we started back up after breakfast on Sunday with Dear Wendy. Dear Wendy is written by Lars Von Trier and stars a lot of rising youth starlet types. A movie about America's obsession and paradoxical relationship with guns made in Germany and written by and directed by Danes. I liked it but at some point I kind of stopped liking it. It's very, um, allegorical?
And finally we watched It Happened One Night. And it was good. Clark Gable's pretty handsome. I couldn't help noticing how both of the stars were attractive and yet their bodies don't correspond to our current Hollywood stars--Brad Pitt/George Clooney, Nicole Kidman/Charlize Theron. Our stars are skinnier and don't seem to have any soft parts.
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I was disappointed by "Dear Wendy" - it was just too apparent that it was written by a European with outdated and/or just plain skewed views of the place of the gun in the American mind. I mean, despite the startling number of guns people in this country own, the majority of people in America today have never actually handled one. Then, there were the odd Civil War overtones, when the Civil War is virtually absent from the national consciousness these days (this from a Civil War semi-buff). Finally, just when the movie seemed to be making a point about the power of guns to sway the minds of the gun-slingers, pushing them into an us-vs-them mentality, it turns out that they were right to think that way. The movie loses its focus and devolves into a big showdown played out to music from the Zombies that segues into the Battle Hymn of the Republic (OK, the soundtrack was good, but still).
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