Nine
I was deciding whether I wanted to see Sherlock Holmes or Nine today. I ended up choosing Nine, and let me tell you, it was the best decision I could have made. I mean, I'm still going to see Sherlock Holmes, but what ever possessed me to think that I could have put someone else above Daniel Day-Lewis, I have no idea. DDL comes first. Always. Unless it's Geoffrey Rush, and then he might have a little competition.
But I digress.
I had some trepidation going into this movie because it's by the same guy who did Chicago...which I didn't like...but I figured it had to be at least a little bit good if DDL was involved. And I was right. Good Lord! This is probably one of the best musical films to come out in a long time.
The music. Brilliant. The singing. Unbelievable. Judi Dench...maybe I shouldn't have been suprised she could sing, but I sort of was. She was fantastic! We all knew Nicole Kidman could sing. And we shouldn't be suprised that Kate Hudson could sing, considering her family. And then Fergie, of course. But DDL, Penelope Cruz, and Marion Cotillard? No. Freaking. Idea! GAH! Love them so freaking much!
I literally had to stop myself from clapping after the songs. Especially Penelope Cruz's. I've never had that happen before in a movie. I totally forgot that it was a movie! It felt like these people were literally up on stage performing in front of me. The sound editing and the cinematography created this weird sensory illusion that made it feel like I was looking at actual people, and not an image on a screen. It was fantastic!
I cried. Marion Cotillard killed me. She's an incredible actress. The emotion she displays is so real. So...palpable.
I wasn't familiar with the original Broadway play before seeing the movie, so I can't really compare the two. But as far as the storyline goes, it craftily avoided cliches while being one huge walking cliche itself. If that makes any sense. I tried explaining that to my mom and sister (who saw the movie with me), but they didn't seem to follow. There's this good-looking, passionate, Italian man, who's married to a beautiful, strong woman, who he does love, but he's got a mistress, and gets lost in his work and other women, and forgets about other's feelings (particularly his wife's) because he's so focused on himself. Other cliches abound, but it could have gone into corny and unrealistic, which might have been excusable because it's a musical, but that's totally beside the point, because it didn't. You'd be watching this development between Guido (DDL's character) and his wife, and you'd think, "Okay, they're going to say this/do this/yadda yadda yadda, so predictable" but then it goes in this completely other, brilliant direction and you consciously think, "Fuck yeah! That's genius!"...Does that make sense?
I'm still flailing over this movie. If you couldn't tell. I immediately went out and bought the soundtrack.
Just...go see it. Please. For me? *batts eyelashes*
But I digress.
I had some trepidation going into this movie because it's by the same guy who did Chicago...which I didn't like...but I figured it had to be at least a little bit good if DDL was involved. And I was right. Good Lord! This is probably one of the best musical films to come out in a long time.
The music. Brilliant. The singing. Unbelievable. Judi Dench...maybe I shouldn't have been suprised she could sing, but I sort of was. She was fantastic! We all knew Nicole Kidman could sing. And we shouldn't be suprised that Kate Hudson could sing, considering her family. And then Fergie, of course. But DDL, Penelope Cruz, and Marion Cotillard? No. Freaking. Idea! GAH! Love them so freaking much!
I literally had to stop myself from clapping after the songs. Especially Penelope Cruz's. I've never had that happen before in a movie. I totally forgot that it was a movie! It felt like these people were literally up on stage performing in front of me. The sound editing and the cinematography created this weird sensory illusion that made it feel like I was looking at actual people, and not an image on a screen. It was fantastic!
I cried. Marion Cotillard killed me. She's an incredible actress. The emotion she displays is so real. So...palpable.
I wasn't familiar with the original Broadway play before seeing the movie, so I can't really compare the two. But as far as the storyline goes, it craftily avoided cliches while being one huge walking cliche itself. If that makes any sense. I tried explaining that to my mom and sister (who saw the movie with me), but they didn't seem to follow. There's this good-looking, passionate, Italian man, who's married to a beautiful, strong woman, who he does love, but he's got a mistress, and gets lost in his work and other women, and forgets about other's feelings (particularly his wife's) because he's so focused on himself. Other cliches abound, but it could have gone into corny and unrealistic, which might have been excusable because it's a musical, but that's totally beside the point, because it didn't. You'd be watching this development between Guido (DDL's character) and his wife, and you'd think, "Okay, they're going to say this/do this/yadda yadda yadda, so predictable" but then it goes in this completely other, brilliant direction and you consciously think, "Fuck yeah! That's genius!"...Does that make sense?
I'm still flailing over this movie. If you couldn't tell. I immediately went out and bought the soundtrack.
Just...go see it. Please. For me? *batts eyelashes*