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Hushpuppy, an intrepid six-year-old girl, lives with her father, Wink, in “the Bathtub,” a southern Delta community at the edge of the world. Wink’s tough love prepares her for the unraveling of the universe; for a time when he’s no longer there to protect her. When Wink contracts a mysterious illness, nature flies out of whack—temperatures rise, and the ice caps melt, unleashing an army of prehistoric creatures called aurochs. With the waters rising, the aurochs coming, and Wink’s health fading, Hushpuppy goes in search of her lost mother.
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Hey girl. Sorry you're too young and too small to do anything about global warming, your poverty, your father's horrendous parenting style, your missing mom, your terrible schooling, your community's penchant for alcoholism and general unwindulaxing, and being inculcated with values that emphasize the masculine ("beast it") to the detriment of the feminine ("don't be a pussy"). Oh yeah, and your father dying.
But hey! You stood up to some imaginary monster pigs, so good for you.
Beasts of the Southern Wild sucker punched me while I had my guard down. I knew next to nothing about it, but I wasn't really ready for this fable-like slice of magical realism.
The simplest stories are often the most interesting. This one's unique protagonist describes it best herself: 'Future scientists will know, there was a girl named Hushpuppy who lived with her father in the Bathtub.' That phrase will carry an emotional depth with it as well as a deeper meaning after you've watched this film.
This is a film about life, about being firmly rooted in the world and the place you live, about family and the self-evident strength of the…
Being the darling of the Sundance film festival can often be more of a curse than a blessing. Beasts of the Southern Wild arrives on a tidal wave of gushing critical praise, and the occasional criticism of its fetishization of the poor, but I was left a little nonplussed by the whole affair. It’s a hard film to describe - it’s part plaintive magical realism and part apocalyptic fable. A Cajun coming-of-age yarn about a six-year-old girl, Hushpuppy, living with her ill father in the flood threatened bayou surrounded by broad and colourful characters who have slipped through the cracks and formed their own ramshackle community ignored and forgotten by the rest of the world.
As a first feature, director…
Lots of crying.
I've watched this like eighteen times over the past four years.
are you fucking kidding me?
Es imposible dejar de ver esta película cuando realmente se siente ganas de ver cosas bonitas. Mi favorita
Die sechsjährige Hushpuppy (Quvenzhané Wallis) lebt mit ihrem Vater in Bathtube, einem vergessenen Land außerhalb des Dammes vor Louisiana, in bitterarmen Verhältnissen. Ihr Vater ist krank und wird sterben. Und überhaupt scheint die ganze Welt aus den Fugen zu geraten. Das Hochwasser kommt und mit ihm die prähistorischen Biester der südlichen Wildnis … Keine leichte Zeit, um erwachsen zu werden, umringt von Tod, Lebenshunger, Angst, Gemeinschaft, Verlust und Hunger. Ein anstrengender Film, dessen großartige Bilder auf einem sehr kraftvollen Score liegen. Ein Festivalliebling, der für vier Oscars nominiert ist. schoener-denken.de/blog/beasts-of-the-southern-wild-filmkritik/
through the eyes of a child...........
Christmas is really rather ho-hum for an adult and actually a bit tedious with all the "what present should we buy for (fill in the blank)" and the pressures to go to this party or that dinner ~ ~ but add a five year old into the mix and you experience this holiday through their wonder, through their excitement and suddenly it becomes a HOLIDAY!
Walt Disney World's Magic Kingdom is fun with all its thrill rides & food but with a 6 year old by your side you are suddenly transported into the fantasy that is all around you
this film would have been a totally different experience if it had been seen through…
Damnit, I cried
I'm sad right now. The bits that make up Beasts of the Southern Wild could be so great. Quvenzhane Wallis is commanding as anything, it's at times visually arresting, and that music... the music is majestic as fuck and that alone was enough to squeeze out a couple of tears. But the thing as a whole is shockingly messy and unfocused, in a way that I absolutely didn't expect. I'm sad for the beast of a movie this could have been.
Great central performance, but I felt the "fantastical" elements actually took away from the movie rather than adding to it. It would have worked just as well (if not better) without the forced fantasy whimsy - as the performances from all concerned were certainly strong enough.
"For the animals that didn't have a dad to put them in the boat, the end of the world had already happened"
The soundtrack makes this film more than it actually is, but I loved it.
Doesn't quite manage to convey a sense of purpose for the mixing of fantasy and grim reality (in contrast to, for example, Pan's Labyrinth) and sometimes the sentimentality felt a bit forced, nut overall a visually poetic film with a powerful performance from Dwight Henry.
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Full of powerhouse acting and some beautiful images and music, this Sundance darling unfortunately seems to veer off the rails in the back half. I'm not entirely sure what exactly the sequence about that shelter was trying to say, but whatever it was it didn't sit well with me. Also, the giant boars were a bit of a let down, as they didn't really help to illustrate anything about the main character's growth.
Very conflicted about this one...
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