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(By the way, this is bad.)
I saw “Closer” yesterday and… didn’t like it. I mean, I feel like it was overrated. I didn’t feel shocked by the lack of romanticism/morality and barely shocked at all by the sexy stuff, although I gather I was supposed to. Sure, I appreciate a movie that doesn’t look at love in the typical Hollywood way, but the cynicism felt forced and “hey, look, we’re so CYNICAL, it must mean we’re deep.”
So, apart from shock value what does the movie have to offer? A little bit. Some good moments. I think Jude Law’s pretty, and I liked Clive Owen in his role as well… even Julia Roberts was better than I expected her to be. When Natalie Portman’s character got hit by a bus, though, my roommate and I both started laughing, loudly, and of course the rest of the theater was in shocked silence. That was how I felt about the rest of the movie, sort of like I wanted to laugh at the pretty people crying.
An apostrophe to all the people who made this movie: Why should I care? I’m not supposed to care about these guys, because the whole point seems to be to make them the most terrible people they can be. But in that case, why all the melodrama? Can’t have it both ways. Either you tug at my heartstrings and I forgive the melodrama because I’m emotionally involved, or you distance me and view your characters’ predicaments with the ironic and cynical lack of sentimentality you pretend to aspire to. Don’t give me four beautiful heartless assholes and expect me to take their emoting seriously. Thank you.
I don’t know what to say about today’s ER. I was so, so excited when I saw Henry had returned. He was one of my favorite characters ever; just the thought of his imitating the “Happy Puppets Disease” cracks me up even now, and I love the scene where he solemnly informs Carter that he’s “actually not all that interested in seeing patients.” Mainly because I like Carter flummoxed. So I was willing to be entertained and for most of the episode, I was. I’m glad there was no Pratt and little Sam; if I shipped Abby and Neela I would have been highly amused over the “I’m the yin to your yang” conversation; I liked Susan’s line about the computers.
But the show doesn’t feel complete to me without Elizabeth Corday. I was willing to watch without Romano, but Elizabeth was always the character I sympathized with, no matter whether she was in the wrong or not. I have a few characters like that on other shows - Angela Perry and Grace Polk come to mind (notice a trend?) - but Elizabeth was the mostest and bestest. Bye-bye, Dr. Corday.
The O.C. however, didn’t disappoint this week. Of course the Sandy/Kirsten stuff, as expected, was crap; I don’t particularly adore this couple or passionately ship them, but it seems pretty clear to me that it’s preposterous to suggest his true love is anyone but Kirsten. Whatever. Marissa’s burgeoning lesbianism continues to entertain. “Kavalier and Gay” will be my away message for the next week.
Most of all, please notice that Ryan slides his arm along the bench behind Seth’s back when they sit next to each other.
I saw “Closer” yesterday and… didn’t like it. I mean, I feel like it was overrated. I didn’t feel shocked by the lack of romanticism/morality and barely shocked at all by the sexy stuff, although I gather I was supposed to. Sure, I appreciate a movie that doesn’t look at love in the typical Hollywood way, but the cynicism felt forced and “hey, look, we’re so CYNICAL, it must mean we’re deep.”
So, apart from shock value what does the movie have to offer? A little bit. Some good moments. I think Jude Law’s pretty, and I liked Clive Owen in his role as well… even Julia Roberts was better than I expected her to be. When Natalie Portman’s character got hit by a bus, though, my roommate and I both started laughing, loudly, and of course the rest of the theater was in shocked silence. That was how I felt about the rest of the movie, sort of like I wanted to laugh at the pretty people crying.
An apostrophe to all the people who made this movie: Why should I care? I’m not supposed to care about these guys, because the whole point seems to be to make them the most terrible people they can be. But in that case, why all the melodrama? Can’t have it both ways. Either you tug at my heartstrings and I forgive the melodrama because I’m emotionally involved, or you distance me and view your characters’ predicaments with the ironic and cynical lack of sentimentality you pretend to aspire to. Don’t give me four beautiful heartless assholes and expect me to take their emoting seriously. Thank you.
I don’t know what to say about today’s ER. I was so, so excited when I saw Henry had returned. He was one of my favorite characters ever; just the thought of his imitating the “Happy Puppets Disease” cracks me up even now, and I love the scene where he solemnly informs Carter that he’s “actually not all that interested in seeing patients.” Mainly because I like Carter flummoxed. So I was willing to be entertained and for most of the episode, I was. I’m glad there was no Pratt and little Sam; if I shipped Abby and Neela I would have been highly amused over the “I’m the yin to your yang” conversation; I liked Susan’s line about the computers.
But the show doesn’t feel complete to me without Elizabeth Corday. I was willing to watch without Romano, but Elizabeth was always the character I sympathized with, no matter whether she was in the wrong or not. I have a few characters like that on other shows - Angela Perry and Grace Polk come to mind (notice a trend?) - but Elizabeth was the mostest and bestest. Bye-bye, Dr. Corday.
The O.C. however, didn’t disappoint this week. Of course the Sandy/Kirsten stuff, as expected, was crap; I don’t particularly adore this couple or passionately ship them, but it seems pretty clear to me that it’s preposterous to suggest his true love is anyone but Kirsten. Whatever. Marissa’s burgeoning lesbianism continues to entertain. “Kavalier and Gay” will be my away message for the next week.
Most of all, please notice that Ryan slides his arm along the bench behind Seth’s back when they sit next to each other.