Random Thoughts

Die Patriotin. Alexander Kluge. 1979.

In a weird way, what this film reminds me most of is The Last of England by Derek Jarman. They are stylistically very far apart, but there’s something in the punk approach to talking about larger issues that seems to connect them.

Jarman’s film is mesmerising; this isn’t up there at all, but it’s still kinda fascinating. And funny in places. But after the first fifteen minutes or so, it gets bogged down in longer scenes that mostly aren’t very interesting.

This is the sequel to Deutschland im Herbst, which three years ago but has no recollection of.

The highest-rated imdb review says:

Anything profound and informative that the film attempts to convey is lost due to the simple reason that it is so mind numbingly boring that you will be thinking about your dinner before you start questioning the subject of German history. The boredom is then accompanied by confusion.

Tee hee.

If you are actually on board when the film presents a still shot of a woman inside a cow, then I salute you….but most of us normal folk will be lost. You leave the film scratching your head, wondering where the last two hours of your life have gone.

But… but… that’s the Pasiphaë/Minotaur thing, right?

ImDb Is sTuPiD.

Anyway.

I think there are brilliant, riveting sequences here, but there are also bits that are just… there… So I’m intrigued by the film-maker, but the dice just refused to roll higher.

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Interiors. Woody Allen. 1978.

Oh, right, this is Woody Allen’s first Bergman rip-off. I mean, his first drama film.

I honestly thought this was going to be better. And the cinematography is totes amazeballs: The subdued colour scheme and the unshowy angles. It’s so calm and understated.

But I feel that basically all the actors except Geraldine Page fail. She’s flawless as her character, while all the other actors flail around doing American 70s Realist Acting, which is just a step above American 80s TV Acting. While they’re good actors, it just doesn’t work in this Bermanish setting. They just work a smidgen too hard on their emoting, especially when talking.

Perhaps I’m being too negative here. It does get better after the first third or so is over. Or perhaps I’m just getting used to that style of acting again.

“It’s been such a long time since I made love to a woman I didn’t feel inferior to. Or am I being tactless?”

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The Duellists. Ridley Scott. 1977.

I had to choose between watching the bluray of Eraserhead or this (both made in 1977), and I chose this. It’s the film Ridley Scott directed before Alien and then Blade Runner, both of which are er rather good. (I especially love Alien.) So I was curious as to what he was up to before doing those two films.

I should have chosen the bluray Eraserhead. It’s been I while since I saw that, and it was on VHS.

Hm… Ah! Keith Carradine and David Carradine aren’t the same person! In any case, he’s not a very compelling lead character.

There aren’t enough eyes in the world to give this film the eye-roll it deserves.

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Love and Death. Woody Allen. 1975.

Woody Allen is terribly controversial at the moment, but this is an incredibly funny film. Diane Keaton is perfection and the one-liners keep on coming at you. Not to mention all the physical comedy.

It does tend to lose its steam with some regularity, and the standup-derived bits don’t always work. And there are some jokes (“I have come to the conclusion that the best thing is… blonde, 12 year-old girls. Two of them, whenever possible.”) that perhaps make you go more “eh?” in the current context than it did back then.

But I had forgotten that Woody Allen could be as hilarious as he’s in this film. It’s mostly a parody of all those insufferable Russian epic novels, but he manages to sneak in a couple of pokes at Ingmar Bergman as well.

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