So we watched two movies yesterday
, Sleepy Hollow (1999) and
mother! (2017). I don't remember when was the last time I wasted so much time during a single day watching such dreck. Warning - spoilers and profanities ahead.
Regarding
Hollow - I can't really say I was disappointed, because that'd mean I'd actually had serious expectations. I was looking for a movie that would get me into that proper autumnal mood and in that regard I guess it really works. The fallen leaves, the
visible cold,
In Mist She Was Standing whatever. Unfortunately that's about it. The story feels incoherent and sometimes defies logic altogether, Depp is probably one of the most overrated actors
ever (I mean, he was rather "cute" here, but his characters are much too alike for my liking and he also fails to resonate emotionally with me in any way) and the movie couldn't even decide what fucking
genre it wants to be - this sometimes works (
Evil Dead 2), but here it certainly didn't because you really wouldn't be scared by this if you're over three and despite the occasional snigger this movie is no comedy either, let alone the fact that most "funny" moments consist of Depp getting some shit (blood) in his face. Apart from the atmosphere, the best thing about this would be the Christopher Lee/Walken cameos.
Oh, and for 105 minutes it feels overlong as fuck.
mother!... first of all, sorry about the possible
spoilers, but this movie is pretty much impossible to talk about otherwise. If I were to sum it up in two words, I'd borrow a song name from Blixa Bargeld's Einstürzende Neubauten - Tanz debil. The last time I was this riled up by artistic pretensions of a director who couldn't help but to make his incompetence more and more conspicuous throughout was probably watching the excretions of Lars Von Trier and damn if I wasn't reminded of his Antichrist several times over.
I never really liked Aronofsky all that much (the only movies I actually appreciated were Pi and Black Swan), but I at least respected him as a director. I think I can safely say that's over now.
The way I see it, there are 4 main "interpretations" of the movie:
- the Aronofsky Himself/male artist point of view - this actually makes the most sense and could be seen as a commentary on the fact that many artists tend to be knobheads who use their work as a reason to act as dicks. I guess that seeing the whole movie in this way would make it look like Aronofsky thinks he's the God (which, well, might not be that far from the truth because 1.) that's more or less the state of the affairs nowadays with many people, 2.) thanks to the never-ending fellation of all "artists" nowadays he might be almost forgiven for thinking so). Well, "Him's profession is as a poet, and his narcissism, hunger for praise and casual neglect of his marriage all seem to be tied to his art".
- the feminist point of view - makes little sense, if only because in the end it again falls into the "men act, women are" cliché. Well, maybe not even that, because ... you know what? Fuck it. Let's just say that if I was a woman (and my wife
is and feels the same), I still would be pretty much offended by the movie's portrayal thereof. Let's cut the crap - Lawrence's mother here is no actual person (I'll get to this later) - she is great and a "hero" mainly because she gives birth - again, interesting message nowadays when intentionally childless couples start to spread.
- the environmental point of view - allegedly the main idea of the creators - I guess this kinda makes sense, but 1.) it doesn't really tell us anything new, does it? Except for possibly "Saint-Martiners, we're sorry but you're dead because the US didn't ratify Kyoto". 2.) Also, considering the beginning and ending, that is, the endless repetition, it really makes no sense, because you could (and probably should) interpret it as "more or less the contrary to climate change activists' warnings of irreversible harm and it affirms denialists' belief that climate change is a matter of "natural cycles" that naturally repair themselves". Also, the "Gaya's vengeance" aspect is pretty dumb in general, because philosophically it makes no sense and is a cheap, third-grader way to explain catastrophes. BTW what about those disasters on other planets where no-one "loots"?
- the Abrahamic religion point of view - Both the most offensive
and the most ignorant part/interpretation. I don't know what it is that makes everyone think they are experts on religion and theology and are both entitled and erudite enough to comment thereon, but it's getting tiresome. Aronofsky here tries to pick certain parts of Abrahamic religion (but
only parts) and then tries to put his kinda spin on it, but he only makes it obvious he knows
jack shit. I will refrain from commenting on the "eucharist", apart from saying that I've probably never seen anything so stupid, misinterpreted and ... well, disgusting. The level of idiocy here is simply immeasurable.
(I suppose someone
could see the movie as a commentary on the immigrant crisis/Trump vs. Mexico issues, but considering the fact how the movie sees the "invaders" and what would the message then be and considering it was made in
Hollywood, there's no way that was intentional. I'd still like to see it that way, if only for the fact that injecting racism and xenophobia would make Aronofsky's struggle for a perfectly offensive film complete).
The symbols and allegory are nonsensical, because they sometimes work and sometimes don't, the director obviously can't make up his mind what point he actually wants to make and in the end, it's just plain old "throw everything on the wall and something sticks". The film's chasing too many rabbits and most get away. It's no wonder it feels underbaked.
Despite this, it could have worked - I mean,
Black Swan is really about nothing in particular, yet it's a great thriller movie that keeps you on the edge of your seat. This bogging smegma of a movie is no thriller. It's not scary, it's not unnerving, it does not thrill. It's not psychological, either. The characters are not even real characters. They are cheap cardboard trash that revolve around a single theme each. To put it simply, if we scratch the symbolism and allegory (which should always come second in a good story, after the storyline and characters), the movie doesn't even work as a movie. Where's the fucking story???
Lawrence's acting is good, albeit a bit histrionic, but that's way too small a comfort.
I have
no doubt whatsoever that Aronofsky's main intention was to spark controversy and be the "talked-about" director. Unfortunately, I already helped in that regard by this rant here. So let's just make peace with that by saying I will never ever support any of his creations again.
And for anyone thinking I can't stand it because it's offensive to religion - no, that's simply not true. First of all, that would be weird coming from the bloke who has Simons in his avatar, but I also really like to have worthy opponents. Go read Ivan's rants (and short story) in
Brothers Karamazov. Or some stuff by Eco.
That's some stuff. Devilishly clever, thought-provoking, ingenious, even. Aronofsky is just the next Dawkins. He might have thought of himself being the next Hitchens, but he's not. He's just the next Dawkins.
Anyway, it doesn't really matter how the world is, what truly matters is the way the "artists" see it, right?
Sorry for the rant. I just had to get it out of my system. Fuck it.
Judas out.