I've got a better idea
I was gonna sit here and try to write reviews of all the stuff yesterday - although I think at this point The Fountain is going to fall into the same subjective netherworld that left Lake of Fire unreviewed - but instead I think I just want to go to the theatre early, drink coffee, read Pride of Baghdad, and get some alone time. Yesterday was good though; Renaissance was terrific (as was the aforementioned Fountain), as was (to everyone's surprise) Severance, the scream-festiest laugh-your-ass-offiest Midnight I've been to in a long, long time. I also got to walk out of Sistagod, which receives this year's Cameron Bailey Award for Cameron Bailey-Programmed Movies That Are Not Good Movies. That makes what, four walkouts and an outright skip this year? Or is it five? I'm getting nasty in my old age.
(OK: I understand what CB is doing, and that movies like Sistagod aren't supposed to be "good" in the traditional sense but are merely "interesting" from a developing cinema standpoint. Every year I take a chance on one of these things on the hope that one of these days, one of them will really penetrate through for me in a new and profound way. As of this year, though, I'm done with such clemency.)
Oh: if I have absolutely no idea what else to say, you might hear me describe films as "cerebral," "luminous," or "metaphorical." They are the bullshit watchwords of the day. As is spinning around in your seat the moment the credits roll and saying "SO WHADJA THINK?!"
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