May 22, 2008 05:07
I can't believe it took me this long to watch the Coen brothers' Hudsucker Proxy. Wonderful set, 1950's New York captured in a Christmas fantasy, emotionally detached script, emotionally detached characters, a clockwork man, blackmail, treachery and corporate take-overs - with a hoola-hoop! .. and no, I'm not being sarcastic at all.
Recently spent a day re-watching The Godfather I, II and III. I'd completely forgotten how much the third installation sucks in comparison to the genius that is the first and second. The direction is still sharp, crisp and sensitive but the script - egawd! Fat Clemenza is dead, Michael Corleone is almost unrecognizable ("Where is Al Pacino? I don't see him!", I texted a friend in a frenzy. And then later, "All that awful make-up and terrible hairstyling..."), his two on-screen kids are awful actors, Connie is no longer the vixen she was (I don't care that she's graying at the temples and possibly all over her head), Sonny, Fredo, Clemenza - dead. All the great characters keep dying in mafia movies. They really should have stopped at two.