ok, not really science fiction, but a double feature. and science, as in the science of sleep. that, dear readers, was a great movie. i have to say that i agree with what steiger and leanne have said about this film. it made me feel giddy and sad at times, and made me want to find and fall in love with someone i can be creative with. and wanting a felt pony. and a ting cardboard car. if only my own dreams and daydreams were as creative/exciting/entertaining. sigh.
next up at 4:20 p.m.: shortbus. i know, i know. i've read lots of bad things and not enough good things about this movie, but i'm still giving it a try. and hope i don't feel icky afterwards. i'll update when i get back.
update (6:09 p.m.): ok, so shortbus wasn't all that bad. but at least now i kinda know how it would feel to go an adult movie theater. and is it bad that one of the moments i enjoyed the most was when this guy came on what looked like a jackson pollock? i'll say this: the movie could've done a little better without the explicit sex. i mean, i know the movie was supposed to be about sex and love and relationships, and i think it finally tied together a bit in the last 10 minutes, but i could've done without the suicidal gay guy trying to perform autofellatio and ejaculating into his mouth.
but i'm sad that everyone (even suicidal gay guy and his stalker) except for the dominatrix hooked up and got a happy ending when that's what she wanted the most. sure, she looked happy at the end, but she longed to be in a relationship, to experience that. and she's the only main character still alone at the end. guess i identified with her. except for the whole dominatrix thing. and trying to help the couples' counselor find her orgasm.
bah. time to bookwhore it up.
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