babel
i`ve been stoked about babel for more than 3 months. so stoked that i persuaded others to see it. we finally went, last night, to the 9 pm showing at tikal futura (this would be the "prole" mall--kitschy stores, low quality toilet paper in the restrooms, dirty movie theatre). we were the only two people, and talome said something about a minimum of 4 per showing, but they projected it anyways.
i realized i was bored 20 minutes after it started, and expressed my boredom 20 minutes after that. talome was also bored, and proceeded to predict the plot. the prediction was accurate, i was irritated by all the camera gimmicks (hand-held, slow pan, no sound, camera on E) and the sequencing between stories. we talked about leaving, but didn`t, inertia stayed us in our seats--that and i guess the desperate hope that maybe we hadn`t just wasted the last 20, 40, 60 minutes and alejandro was going to redeem this shit movie once and for all.
he didn`t. and by that time i wanted all the characters to die. i wanted the blonde children to dry out in the desert, their mother to die of gangrene, the japanese teenager to jump off her balcony and the morrocan children to get blasted to bits.
i`ve been stoked about babel for more than 3 months. so stoked that i persuaded others to see it. we finally went, last night, to the 9 pm showing at tikal futura (this would be the "prole" mall--kitschy stores, low quality toilet paper in the restrooms, dirty movie theatre). we were the only two people, and talome said something about a minimum of 4 per showing, but they projected it anyways.
i realized i was bored 20 minutes after it started, and expressed my boredom 20 minutes after that. talome was also bored, and proceeded to predict the plot. the prediction was accurate, i was irritated by all the camera gimmicks (hand-held, slow pan, no sound, camera on E) and the sequencing between stories. we talked about leaving, but didn`t, inertia stayed us in our seats--that and i guess the desperate hope that maybe we hadn`t just wasted the last 20, 40, 60 minutes and alejandro was going to redeem this shit movie once and for all.
he didn`t. and by that time i wanted all the characters to die. i wanted the blonde children to dry out in the desert, their mother to die of gangrene, the japanese teenager to jump off her balcony and the morrocan children to get blasted to bits.
posted by andrea at 1:03 PM
1 Comments:
Would you say that you have a political critique of this film? I hear that you were bored with the plot and annoyed at the aesthetics, and that you hated the characters. I want more, though.
I watched the film in a packed theater (including your parents) in Homer, and though I didn't think it was the best movie in the world, I thought it was fascinating that all of these folks were watching it. I wondered to what extent this film exposes some of the foundational violence necessary for sustaining white middle-class lives in the U.S.
Chris
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