I avoided both Lost in Translation and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for fear of being unable to see their lead actors as characters rather than themselves. Both have an impressive collection of tics and a tendency to mug for the camera that can throw me right out of a movie if everything else isn't handled just right.
In other news, I went with my mom to see Dark Water last night. Despite the suspense, mental health issues, and child endangerment storyline it was so much more comfortable a viewing experience than seeing the nudist episode of Queer Eye together Tuesday night.
The trailers make it look unwatchably bad.
I'll let you know my take either tonight or tomorrow. Assuming reading the next HP book doesn't distract me too thoroughly.
The trailers make it look unwatchably bad.
I'll let you know what I think later. Or, I'll make Pete come and post his take on it, since he is not the devoted Tim Burton fiend I am.
Bill Murray was old, depressed Bill Murray in Lost in Translation, but since his character WAS him, it was okay.
Jim Carrey was very un-Jim-Carrey like throughout the vast, vast majority of Eternal Sunshine. There were a couple of scenes where he became wacky, but they were perfect for those moments. Hard to explain without being spoilery, though.
The trailers make it look unwatchably bad.
Yes, they utterly creep me out, just like its predecessor did. God did I dislike
Willy Wonka.
DH saw it last week, and he didn't think I'd like it. And then he said that the Oompa Loompa songs sounded like early Oingo Boingo, which was just mean because if it's true, I desperately want to see that. But I may be better off just rewatching my Forbidden Zone DVD.
Eternal Sunshine made me respect Jim Carrey as an actor. Since I would have bet folding money on that being impossible before seing ESotSM, I was very impressed.
The trailers make it look not unwatchably bad to me, but disturbingly creepy. I will probably see it, but not in IMAX like my friend was trying to persuade me to.
It'd be really hard for it to creep me out more than
Willy Wonka,
though. And yet ... for a Dahl story, the book didn't really bother me.
But I may be better off just rewatching my Forbidden Zone DVD.
I keep forgetting to buy that ...
I just saw
Eternal SUnshine
last weekend, and Carrey was very understated.
I was loving it and then it ended and the end was kind of, I don't know. Disappointing, except I wasn't exactly expecting anything of the ending. It was just not the ending that the rest of the movie had prepared me for, somehow. And I don't know how.
It did make me think that there aren't any portrayals of tinkering with memory in fiction that I can think of in which it's a good idea.
