Love Lost in Translation. Might be my favorite movie ever. Hate Magnolia. Also quite liked Marie Antoinette but not in a memorable way.
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Magnolia had me in stitches. I do not think that was the intent.
BUT WE ALL LAUGHED.
No one appreciates a good rain of frogs anymore. Sniff.
t /sarcasm
BUT WE ALL LAUGHED.
Like, WHEN THE DEAD MAN SANG?!?
I mean, that wasn't the part I hated most, but it does stand out as making me gnash my teeth.
I hated Lost In Translation. Those people were so unsympathetic to me. But then again, I love the isolation of a new country.
Hated Magnolia too.
there there, Magnolia. Ignore them. They just don't understand you the way I do...
While I'm hating, I must also mention my loathing of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I think there's just a genre of emotive movie I plain don't get.
Eternal Sunshine is one of my favorite movies. I saw it twice in the theater, which is rare.
Everyone needed stabbinating in the face.
But in good health I'll happily see movies multiple times in the theatre. They don't have to be good--just fun. But good helps. I've probably seen The Princess Bride in theatres upwards of ten times.
I liked Eternal Sunshine pretty well, liked Lost in Translation less well but still quite a bit, and love Magnolia dearly. Magnolia totally hits me in my Flannery O'Connor sweet spot, with all the unpleasant and deeply broken and heartbreaking-without-being-the-least-bit-likable characters (I swear, the entire William H. Macy Quiz Kid storyline is exactly what O'Connor would have written if someone had time-machined her to 1990s LA and asked her to write a noir caper gone wrong) and glimmers of fucked-up, fragile but true and living grace among all the grotesquerie.