My 1000th film (apparently).
Devastatingly poetic. Jenkins uses simple visual storytelling like a fine-tipped paintbrush where others would use it as a battering ram.
I probably would like this film more if I had been an environmentalist during the Reagan administration, but, that being said, cinematographer Ron Fricke and composer Philip Glass manage to push this film's beauty so far up its own ass that most of the political subtext is tossed out the other end.
A couple of things to note before I leap into this review:
- I haven't read anything by Mishima
- I watched this on the beautifully transferred Criterion Blu-ray
Now, this is most likely the most beautiful film I've ever seen, for a plethora of reasons. And I've seen 2001 on 70mm. So I'm going to break it down...
Mishima: A Review in Four Chapters
"Even the most beautiful body is soon destroyed by age. Where is beauty…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
"You're in the asshole of the world, Captain!"
Men, women, and children lay slaughtered, families are torn apart by violent and reckless war. The commanding officer, representing the glorious USA, is talking about surfing.
This is a fantastic anti-war film.
Not only does it completely slam the United States treatment of the Vietnam war, it brings the idea of blindly following orders for your country into the foreground. This surprisingly unconventional film takes a stab at patriotism itself, which is…