Film criticism is dead.
Remember when conspiracies theories and mysteries were cool? The JFK assassination, Zodiac Killer, Area 51. Now we’re stuck with troglodytes and incels blathering on about pedophile pizza restaurants and other Qrazy nonsense. From Oliver Stone to My Pillow guy....what a drop off.
This isn’t going to change anyone’s mind about what went down. It’s 5 minutes of info stretched to 90. My skepticism alarms went off when we find out the “doctors” were basically med-students starting their residency. So they…
Movies don’t stick in the public consciousness like they used to, right? I remember back in the 70’s being acutely aware of Kubrick’s Clockwork Orange without having seen it. Same with Taxi Driver as the 80’s rolled around. From Alex DeLarge to Travis Bickle to Mickey Knox and Tyler Durden….angry young men (and Mallory!) recklessly lashing out and imprinting on the cinema landscape for a generation.
Todd Phillips “Joker” had to be the most talked about/controversial film of 2019, but…
There was something refreshing and sincere about this production.
It’s 10 hours blissfully free of sarcasm, snark and cleverness. There is no Ryan Reynolds or Will Ferrell. No Superheroes. No over-processed CGI, car chases, or endless streams of gun fire.
There is drama and death, but it’s never exploitive. There are no good guys and bad guys, just people trying to stay alive and make connections.
There is love, loss, and loneliness, but not in ways you expect. It doesn’t define anyone. People overcome.
There was no attempt to sell me anything.
I doubt there will be a season 2.
Arts are respected.
I loved it.
What a frustratingly precise commentary on the cultural divide in this country right now. Ostensibly about a xmas light fetish, but really about Individualism vs Community, Faux Religion vs Secularism, and all the other idealogical trappings we read about daily in the US.
That this Sociopathic Clark Griswald could make me empathize with a Home Owners Association speaks to the level of contempt I have for him and what he represents.
The most horrific part of this documentary is the lack of a conclusion. Which feels disturbingly accurate.
Framing this in a classic xmas special vernacular is effective and creepy.
When two tribes go to war.