The son’s room

Wanna see a sad movie? Here.
It’s not a masterpiece, in my opinion, and despite having the rhythm of European movies, it’s easy to watch, meaning you don’t get eager for it to end – which is good, since I myself thought it has a better plot than an ending. Emotions, however, are strong and seem true.

Getting old on the movies

Not very agitated, but beautiful. That’s how I’d define the movie “Away from her”. Just like recent movie “The Savages”, it’s a movie about getting old, a topic that suddenly became interesting to explore.

The main female character of “Away from her”, Fiona, has got Alzheimer’s, and after some progression of the illness, she and her husband decide for institutionalization, where life will be redefined, romantic bonds included. That’s life: we can never beat life; either we accept what comes our way, or we get mad.

“The role of Alzheimer’s in the film is a metaphor for how memory plays out in a long relationship: what we chose to remember, what we choose to forget”, said producer Simone Urdl.

OMG, let me say a film sucks is BAD…

… while most reviews state the contrary.

I’m sorry. I’m a lover of alternative movies, weird movies, deep movies, confusing movies. But I deny to say I like a movie (or anything else) just because we’re supposed to love it. Within some groups, it seems unforgivable to say you don’t like some things. You have to pursue the label. You have to understand some things if you want to be considered an intellectual, for example. More than that, you have to say you love some things, even if you don’t. You have to say you’ve read certain books, even if you’re haven’t. This is why I’m apologizing, because this isn’t good for me – if it is for you, I’m sorry to disappoint you. Saying you like things you don’t is not a proof of intellectualism: it’s obviously a proof of dumbness.

I’ve just tried to watch L’Eclisse. I swear I insisted, and I swear I tried to find some details there that could be commented, and I even did. But it wasn’t natural. It was forced. In a normal situation, without trying to take some thing out of that, I would be completely frustrated. I do understand that we have to consider the decade when it was writtend and released, but this doesn’t make me think this movie is good. It’s a bad movie and you won’t have fun watching it, unless the movie helps you fall asleep and you have fun in your dreams. Worse still, it won’t give you creative insights to have deep thoughts and fruitful conversations afterwards, except if you want to criticize it, of course.

It’s a movie about the incommunicability, ok, but I bet I can find many other films that gives us better ideas on the subject. Scenes succeeding scenes make you wonder why those scenes are there, why they follow that order, what after all is the author trying to communicate. Ok, maybe nothing, but yet, just because of that, it wouldn’t make L’Eclisse a good movie. It’s just a famous movie that you’d better say you consider interesting if you want to be well accepted in academic, artistic and intellectual circles.

However, thinking that you should agree with me would be as dumb as saying you like the movie just because everybody else does. What I am advocating here is that we should have our own opinions, so go and watch it and see if it’s good for yourself. If it’s not, I just hope you’re bold enough to express it.

Into the wild

So that’s the movie I saw last night. I did love it. I watched it because some friends had recommended, but I didn’t know it was based on a true story until the end (I even caught myself thiking, during the exhibition, that real life is not like that, but apparently it is).

Into the wild is about a guy who thinks his family is a lie and decides to look for a life of his own after he finishes college. He runs away without telling anyone, without any explanation. Only his sister seems to understand that he was looking for a new identity, a new birth. In my opinion he was trying to confirm his beliefs; trying to confirm it is possible to live and be happy without money and comfort, without being attached to other people. He does work, but only to get the money he needs to go to Alaska, where he intends to survive by hunting. He does make friends, but doesn’t hesitate to leave them in order to live his life and follow his dream of going to Alaska. Is it possible to be happy alone? Is it possible to be happy without having anyone to share the joy and overcome the pain? That’s what Chris (who changed his name into Alex during his journey) will tell us.