Basically captures what I love about cinema, the narrative pitfalls notwithstanding. I haven't been this surprised, or more appropriately dumbstruck, since viewing Gance basically tie a camera to the roof and swing it like a pendulum in Napoleon. The funeral march sequence is seriously one of the best piece of cinema that humankind as been blessed with and I don't expect to set eyes on anything as technically sound and daring in the near future.
Containing one too many ballsack and cock than I was expecting, Life of Brian has to be, without a doubt, the finest that Monty Python had to offer. More than anything it feels more cohesive compared to Holy Grail, which to be fair, as great as it is, is nothing more than a collection of sketches strung together. This one retains the same absurdity infused with the most infantile and ridiculous gags that a human mind could possibly construe and…
As a film that pretends to talk about profound significant ideas and themes it has nothing to say about anything whatsoever. Every single positive conversation about this film claims that it tackles issues like mental health, class differences and class struggle but it really doesn't. It never really comments on anything, just vaguely gestures about and throws the word 'society' around a few times. Mission accomplished.
They really showed it to society. What do they mean by society you ask? Well, society! Don't ask bothersome questions and dwell on the implications of that term. We live in it.
I'd jerk off instead.
That entire sequence, a simple shot-reverse shot, has to be up there as one of the greatest scenes in film history. A monster facing his crimes and owning up to them, a betrayal that shatters the child, the collapse of a father-son relationship that for so long has been a heart warming fixture of the entire film and it is backed up with stellar performances by the two actors, young and old. And yet, remove all…