This is the most fun I’ve had at the cineplex in ages. It’s not a parody or spoof of the erotic thriller so much as a genre-twisting, humorous reimagining of mainstream erotic thrillers twenty years after they died. I watched this in a theater mostly full of white college girls (who I had assumed turned out for Blake Lively, but based on their reactions in first 20 minutes seemed far more into Anna Kendrick). Their laughter and gasps fueled my…
There are some issues with lighting throughout (lots of blown-out backgrounds) as well as some questionable color-correcting, which I bring up to say that the issue of representation (yay a romcom with a mostly black cast!) is also a technical issue. Underrepresentation means not only finding who to cast (not a problem here) but also the mechanics of how to film them (a bit of a problem). Lacking the history means lacking the knowledge.
Second viewing confirms this is among the handful of films I'd consider my all-time favorites. Everything I want in a film is here. (Well, I could use a chase scene with a car explosion, I guess.)
What's the movie about? It's about an hour and forty-five minutes.
An hour and forty-five minutes of dizzying, glorious, beautiful starts and stops, ideas and emotions, reality and fiction, truth and lies, beauty and deceit. AK demands our attention, but doesn't mind if we…
Aaron Sorkin demands that at each moment you recognize exactly how intelligent he is. Every turn of phrase, overlapped sentence, and twist in the argument screams to be heard as written by Aaron Sorkin. The obvious problem with wanting people to know just how intelligent you are is that people will find out just how intelligent you are. One surmises that everything Sorkin has contemplated in relation to technology, online/offline, class, social hierarchies, elitism is right there in the script,…