Gone Girl- I watched the movie a while ago, my expectations high due to the director, David Fincher, and his previous films like Fight Club, Seven and Zodiac.
However, like I mentioned in that review, I wasn’t really sure what to make of the film. I wasn’t even sure if I liked it, and I was pretty confused about what it was trying to say and the characters in the film. I still wouldn’t say it was a bad film…it just fell kind of flat for me.
In the comments of that review I did, someone commented and said that the film might of been better for me if I had read the book by Gillian Flynn (who also adapted the screenplay), and said that the movie for them had really brought the book to life.
David Lynch has became a new obsession of mine. Once upon a time I had watched Muholland Drive, his surrealist neo-noir mystery film, thinking it would be exactly something I would love…but I hated it. I was confused, left trying to piece together the strange array of information I had been given that seemed to lead me nowhere.
As I’ve mentioned in posts before, I love films that push me to think and question about what the film is trying to say. When I first watched Muholland Drive, I felt that it was saying nothing and purposely confusing me in the process. I thought that perhaps it was a film people watched and bragged about, pretending they understood it’s genius, when really, they didn’t understand at all.
Writing about feminism scares me. I am constantly worried about saying the wrong thing, I mean, us feminists already have a bad enough rap as it is, without me going and messing things up. But, if your passionate about something (and I really am passionate about feminism) it can’t hurt to just say what’s in your heart, so that’s what I’m going to do with this post…wish me luck.
SPOILERS AHEAD- The Shining. I’ve spoken about it recently (did I mention I could be slightly obsessive about things?) but I feel like I’m not quite done with it yet. (Soon though, I promise.) Anyway, as I was watching The Shining for the second time with my new pair of eyes (See my last post about the documentary Room 237) I started to get some feminist ‘vibes’ from the film. And by that I don’t mean subliminal messaging telling me…
Someone contacted lil old me to see if I was interested in reviewing two of their short films, The Minions and The Days God Slept. Actually, it was not just someone, but an actual real life New York based writer, producer and director, Jeremiah Kipp, who’s got an impressive catalog of films to his name. It’s safe to say I was feeling pretty excited yet also slightly under pressure to write something that wasn’t just my brain spitting out words onto the page.
But hey, it still might be, you can be the judge of that.
I don’t review movies Leonardo DiCaprio has been in. I don’t talk about him on here, apart from the odd mention. This is not because I don’t like him or something, it’s actually completely the opposite. I adore Leonardo DiCaprio so much I actually find it hard to talk about him (I know I know, paging my therapist now…)
But today I am making an exception. It is the extremely talented, gorgeous and humble Leonardo DiCaprio’s 40th birthday, and instead of celebrating alone like I usually do by having a marathon of all his movies…instead I am going to rave about him (and watch his movies later…)