Trust… And other Hal Hartley movies…

I didn’t know how to feel about Trust at first, I have a bigger thing for the other two Long Island Trilogy movies, Simple Men and The Unbelievable Truth. I remember putting on Henry Fool for the first time, there’s a weird way Hal sucks you in by showing you something supposedly mundane but the entire scene veers into chaos really quickly - someone drops dead, someone else sees two methheads having sex and gets screamed at, someone else gets boned in the middle of a heist by their two accomplices and vows to punish some other blonde out of spite.

Trust is a great film, I had to see someone else praising it to remember. Adrienne Shelley was such a wonderful actress who a lot of people wouldn’t know if you mentioned her. I was so geared up with Where to Land featuring the girl I still follow on Instagram. I think the end result will be amazing, it’s just weird thing there’s another universe where this girl wound up in an indie movie.

I don’t know why Trust failed to win me over, it’s got so much going on. The casting’s off in terms of age, I don’t really see Martin Donovan’s character as particularly young, Shelley’s got that young ingenue look that can pass as teenage. I can’t tell how old Matthew’s supposed to be comparatively but he looks too old and his dad seems too young as well as Maria’s father.

Maria takes too much of the blame for her father’s death, she slaps the guy, he drops from a heart attack, it’s really a horrible coincidence. She’s forced to rapidly grow up and adapt to life immediately after being turfed. She finds someone possibly more worse off but still walks into danger anyway. A baby goes missing, she realises her boyfriend only saw her as a body, now everyone hates her. Matthew’s stuck living with his abusive dad and walks around with a grenade, a small allegory of his internal struggles, his always blowing up on people, one day he’ll pull the pin and all hell will break loose. He and Maria find solace in each other through their mutual displacement, societal rejects on the fringe. He hates repairing TVs, the new opiate of the masses, according to him, in a way he’s his own worst enemy but too much of an idealist to stop himself. He winds up between Maria’s sister Peg and Maria, who needs him more as a human shield against her crotchety bitch of a mother who basically wants her to suffer. She chooses to suffer, and she has a cute make-under when she puts her dorky thick framed glasses back on and finally appeals to Matthew, all the while trying to educate herself rather than remain ignorant as she was before. Maria’s mother decides to make his life more difficult along the way, so Peg’s on his back trying to get him into bed while poor Maria does penance. She takes a menial job, back then you could basically just walk into a factory and do whatever, it’s why Boomers don’t understand why we can’t get a job now. Maria also decides she has to find the father of the stolen baby, she’s doing a lot to make up for something that’s not really her responsibility, so her mother loves having her there as a maid. Peg’s also recently divorced and robbed of her kids. The mother tries to convince Matthew to date Peg, then cracks onto him herself. Matthew would rather Maria be treated kindly than suffer for her supposed sins. The mother doesn’t want to lose Maria she only hides it behind a need to control her because her own life is spiralling, but she’s also hiding Maria’s slap was perfect timing, she could get rid of her husband without a divorce.

The colours in this are a lot brighter than usual, I like Hal’s use of mostly natural tones, but Maria’s gaudy early 90s outfits, the fluorescent pink and orange highly contrasted against the greyness around her. 

Hal’s kinda flew under the radar with the age gap relationships onscreen, he made these movies back when this was more common than people knew (but at least the actors themselves weren’t literal kids, you don’t see Henry with Susan until she’s well over 30). But Matthew’s obviously a grown man and I’d never get away with showing this to my friends any more than I did getting flack for lending my copy of Leon to them or when someone else watched Mysterious Skin with me. Yeah, I can’t share my movies with people and I don’t hate it, it’s another thing I get to like in peace. I put these on more to get off the internet, I thought we lost our connection this morning but it came back anyway.

Trust is fun, it’s got a cute anti-romantic ending. So I moved on to Simple Men, which I have a bigger fondness for. And you get a hot, young Holly Marie Combs before Charmed. And a cop has a fight with a nun. I like you don’t know if Bill’s actually conning Kate, I more found it weird the psycho ex-husband really wasn’t a threat, he looked like a bigger hopeless case than the guy who gave them the shoddy bike. The ex is more a shell of a guy who just wants a jacket, he looks pathetic but Kate fears him, he could easily snap and Bill’s not sure what to think. Everyone’s scared of the asshole until Kate shows up. She’s bolder than all the twits combined, Kate’s resilient and by the end she’s had it with men, clearly, she has to set them straight, Elena’s too innocent and has to run off with the father. Kate resolves things with Jack only to realise Bill’s a criminal too. And he needs her to lie to the cops, rightfully she won’t, she’s done. Bill finally takes it like a man and he ends up pitifully in love with Kate. There’s shades of Amateur in this, what truly makes a man a criminal, what makes him fundamentally dangerous or is he entirely desperate? Kate understands the law from having dealt with Jack, but she’s found someone she may be able to trust in Bill. His big plan to fuck over the next blonde woman he met falls down. He takes one more look at his deadbeat dad, mans up and goes back to Kate to turn himself in. We don’t see his arrest, just a final tender moment with Kate as the Sheriff says off screen, “Don’t move.”

Reality Bites?

I’ve seen this movie ripped to shreds by younger members of the internet and their take was 100% valid. But then I watched dumb clips of Wynona Ryder and Ethan Hawke making out and I felt needless nostalgia for this piece of shit that I was too young to appreciate when I first saw it and am now too old to relate to.

I refused to watch Girls after the scene involving the main character having to ask her parents for money for a personal project. I couldn’t stomach a lot of what that show was depicting even after I’d gotten a job and dealt with my own finances. Even now, I childishly want to divest myself of all financial responsibility purely so I can stop thinking about it. And I’m not broke I’m just jobless and unable to find anything that won’t kill me. I left school with false direction, I didn’t plan past university, I didn’t even really care or was able to conceptualise my future at seventeen, no kid should be forced to anyway, but you are. They didn’t worry about me since my grades were sufficient.

So I saw Reality Bites before I was able to make sense of its ideologies. Our heroine of disillusioned youth, college Valedictorian Lelaina already has a paid internship with a studio, already has a guy named Troy madly in love with her, and she got a BMW for free off her dad, who divorced her mother, so she has to take it to appease a public meltdown between them. And she’s got a gas card for a year’s worth of what would’ve been cheap fuel back then. Shit was bad back then, she makes 400 a week, that isn’t much, sadly I’d settle for it and have. And she dates Ben Stiller who is too attracted to her to be mad she crashed her car into his. He’s not bad in this, I tend to find him annoying. Ethan Hawke got away with looking like unwashed trash which was the style at the time. Troy refuses to get a job because it’s beneath him so Lelaina holds that over him because she’s got a job and her name’s on the lease to the very large shabby apartment they rent, she’s kinda infected with the Boomer mentality that dictates if you work hard, you’ll be fine. Troy’s in a band, he’s too fucking smart but sleeps with groupie types. And he’s insanely jealous of Ben Stiller. Meanwhile, Janeane Garofalo and Steve Zahn hang out and get wasted in the background, one managing the Gap and the other facing an uncertain romantic future as a closeted gay in the mid 90s. Most of Lelaina and Troy’s discourse is her being a bitch to him and him responding in kind while the sexual tension festers between them. 

And we get to see the gang hang out in gas stations stoned and dancing to My Sharona (songs back then were only relevant to my generation when they ended up in TV and movies). This exploration of Gen X on the verge of adulthood was pretty superficial. If you had fuck of money everyone hated you, but if you didn’t have money, you were tolerated, barely. Nowadays, people are waking up to the actual reality that people who got too much too soon can’t sustain their own future while the rest society struggles to make rent and buy food and can’t even save responsibility if they want to. So then they get blamed for their avocado toast addictions instead. Ben Stiller is much nicer to Lelaina but he’s creatively bankrupt and dorky and weird and their interactions are so hard to watch, they can’t get along due to differing tastes but people allegedly still rooted for them as a couple. She’s kind of too young for him in a sense, he’s too straight and responsible but wants to hang out on the fringe just to date her. He doesn’t have big aspirations for a fancy car and house, he’s a college dropout, which was fine if you had a way of getting right into corporate America with the right contacts, but then he’s all wistful about what he’s missing out on. He listens to Frampton which is bad if you’re in another movie about disaffected Gen Xers.

Troy is obnoxious in his jealousy. He’s negging Lelaina’s choice of romantic partner. She negs him back over this, it’s kind of gross but I must’ve thought it was hot at 13. Oh, and I loved Lisa Loeb sincerely and have her one big album I still listen to, and that song was a depressing bop. Plus I sing that Julianna Hatfield song a lot too. Troy’s also very obnoxious about what counts as 90s hipster, anti-Yuppie philosophy. AIDS looms ever present in the background, I think KIDS did a better job of making this a genuine threat versus Vickie getting a clean bill of health that just makes her calm down on her rutting. Lalaina humiliates John Mahoney and puts her foot in it by insulting Vickie’s offer of a job when she’s fired, predictably. Troy sympathises because it means Lelainia’s down on his level. Like it’s fine to be fired repeatedly because fuck your future. I don’t know how I survived with my dumb assery, I didn’t even know how unemployable I was before I was diagnosed, now I’m extra fucked. Troy makes a move anyway, again, he seems to only really want her when she’s down in the dirt. She keeps making her “documentary” of interviews of her friends, all children of divorce who want more than what their parents displayed in terms of romantic relationships. She keeps dating Ben Stiller, again, she’s not really got anything in common with him but he makes her laugh, I guess. Andy Dick jump scare, by the way, and he wasn’t loved by all back then. She’s “over-qualified” for studio work but can’t work for a newspaper because she can’t give the dictionary definition of “irony”, and apparently neither can Troy though he thinks he knows. Once Lelaina’s “rejected” him for Troy, he rejects her outright and she can’t even get sympathy from him.

She even goes through the same exact scene Lena Dunham does in Girls only she’s less demanding about asking her parents for a loan. David Spade jump scare. Again, she had a paying job that wasn’t worth sacrificing, I don’t even think she was about to get fired, she just uses petty retribution but she’s not rewarded in any way. Ben Stiller’s offering her options that she has to consider like selling out to some kind of MTV simulacrum. And she’s all pissy about Troy being out like a stray dog fucking around. Latoya Jackson jump scare. She calls a psychic hotline which obviously keeps you on the line to drain your credit card and rack up a phone bill. I think this was supposed to be more satirical than people thought it was at the time. Everyone’s broke and pissed at her but she has a rich boyfriend and won’t ask him for a loan. She gets a speech not unlike I got when I was crying about a guy outside a bar and I still had a job. Lelaina and Vickie get into a stupid fight when she’s entirely in the wrong but her name’s on the lease. And she gets the “you lack work ethic” speech from her dad, Troy skipped out on a job there because again, principles. There are some parallels with Martin Donovan’s character in Trust, he’s too smart to do menial shit, but Troy likes eating McDonald’s. Lelaina pumps gas only she uses the gas card to get tips (I think, the girl in the gas station seems to think she’s a shifty bitch). She and Troy have a screaming match over his wasted potential and him being a loser, he’s freeloading and a mess and Vickie’s shocked she hasn’t boned him yet. She discusses lesbianism with Lelaina, Vickie’s the one who’s dumping before she’s dumped, she’s decided she has AIDS with no diagnosis, I get it, it’s fucking scary to wait for that information, it’s easy to be so dismal. Lelaina finally apologises for being a bitch which is more I did at her age. Melrose Place reference jump scare. Lelaina thinks she’s made it with Michael’s way too in love with her and she’s more in love with him doing this shit for her until he ruins it. It’s hard to explain what we were like before cell phones, Micheal has a useless one he uses in a phone booth.

Vickie gets a clean bill of health, meanwhile our gay Sammy has to come out to his parents. These two are so much more entertaining as a B plot. We don’t see the coming out scene, only the aftermath. Lelaina edits the film like she has any say in how it’s received once it’s shown to the supposedly infatuated producers Micheal told her about. This movie doesn’t absolutely suck, Troy’s call Lelaina a doily with her lacy dress, Michael gets all pissed about Troy’s negging, she gets stuck in the middle. Troy is an elitist dickbag despite having nothing to his name, his brain is his value, and again that means nothing to capitalism but capitalism betrays her anyway and ruins her vision. She’s let people take her art out of her hands to butcher it. It’s not Michael’s fault necessarily but he’s dumb about how it would be taken. I don’t know how many people wanted to work with MTV back then but I’m sure nobody does now. They kinda “Real World” the shit out of the video. But maybe her version sucked more. But it was real and this is awful and gross and she’s reasonably angry and I can relate, when someone takes your thing and makes a mockery of it you get mad. All this does is give Ben Stiller a moment to be Ben Stiller jumping around like a goof and it’s annoying as fuck. But as a director he’s done a decent job, he somehow had a lot of pull back then only we’ll never see Heat Vision and Jack now.

Once again, our heroine is dejected and rejected and Troy’s there to swoop in and comfort her and be an actual friend. Something about being 23 in the 90s was super important the way it’s not now. 25 is considered too young and underdeveloped. They end up in bed of course but he freaks out and runs away, it’s more comical than dramatic the way he looks at her. She has to panic about “ruining the friendship” like she said they would. Michael has to come in and make it worse. This movie’s on crack it actually goes pretty fast. I can’t find Ben Stiller funny enough to see him as a romantic interest. I see so many shades of Singles in this as well I forgot it predates it. Troy’s all “I made love with someone I love but I’ll fuck up all the time but I’m the best you’ll get”. She walks out anyway and Michael thinks he’s won her over but Troy has to be all Violent Femmes in her face about it. I’m sorry, Stiller is so fucking one note in a serious role. Ethan Hawke has awful teeth by the by. I like Great Expectations but I don’t at the same time. I get why he was popular but why he can seem odious at the same time. This also came out when I loved all the U2 singles but didn’t own them, so shows and movies overused the same three songs. And someone told Wynona she wasn’t pretty enough for movies like who the fuck was that person? Like who do we lynch? She already had terrible self-esteem. Justice for Wynona the robbery shit was so not even close to Lindsay’s BS and she got slapped so much harder.

Troy supposedly runs off to Chicago and she has to hurriedly pack and get a cab that doesn’t wait for her weirdly enough. But he’s there in a suit going on about arcane glimpses of the universe and he loves her and she’s all, I went to go check on you, you’re a mess. They kiss and make up and move out. Tony Robbins jump scare and a fake TV show based on their romance as some dumb meta narrative then I finally get the song. That wasn’t so bad, I wasn’t rolling my eyes but I’m also not a film student who had to really bust their guts to be taken seriously on YouTube as film critic. I think she was also trashing Rent more than this movie.

Good? Will Hunting. Not a Big Fan…

I just finished watching Big Fan which is a great movie, but then I threw on Good Will Hunting and I don’t think they compare.

Dan Harmon was right to pick this shit apart, and when you realise in its infancy it’s an entirely different movie, like Borne Identity levels of intrigue, what Van Sant allegedly does with it, turning it into a heartfelt drama with too much orchestral manipulation, it’s kinda flowery and pompous to be honest. Until Nolan decided to just overuse a score, I never realised how many movies used stings and refrains to tell you how to feel. I think the Afflecks have (or had, I guess) too much pull after this, I get Ben and Matt had to prove they “wrote” the screenplay, but I can also see the reason for the vitriol from better writers at the time who were peeved about the Oscar win. It’s so hard to hear shit get praise when you know it’s so fucking flawed. The “brain off” in the bar is so silly. I do love Minnie Driver, I adore her to be honest, I defend Grosse Pointe Blank a lot.

Oh, and Will’s AUTISTIC AS FUCK, BRAH. Sorry. I mean, he’s “wicked smhart” with his, let’s eat beans rather than drink coffee bullshit. I get this is a blatant attack on the pitfalls of intellectual elitism, and I didn’t realise it’s also capturing the Irish Catholic vs. Protestant tension was encapsulated in South Boston, the blonde intellectual in the bar is a WASP effectively. And I never actually noticed how coddled and infantilised Will is by the professor, no fucking wonder Will snaps in the end. One of the psychiatrists Will fucks around with was in Little Man Tate as a pompous TV presenter. Making gay jokes is still homophobic you can’t hide behind, “I ain’t got no problem with it” bullshit, it’s such a Ben Affleck response to gayness. (I don’t think he’s matured, and if he’s gone back to and left J-Lo again that confirms a lot). I also think it’s kind of silly they insist on Will getting therapy to rope Robin William’s character into it. He really is the best part of the film. He plays off Damon very well, I never said Matty was a bad actor. He’s had some terrible takes, he and Benny were actually extremely out of touch with their generation in the end.

You could argue Skyler is a watered-down Manic Pixie Dream Girl, but she’s too sane and grounded to be considered manic, she just has pixie, childlike qualities and a sweet sense of humour but she plays the drama part much better. I wish I could tell the joke she does in the bar. She and Williams, I feel anyway, were the more accomplished and mature actors in this Skarsgard’s Jerry is obnoxious on purpose, I like he gets ripped into later. Ugh, Casey Affleck’s obnoxious in this. I kinda like Ben’s in the background except for the interview scene. And only an autistic guy would tell a joke in the first person because “it sounds better”.

And maybe my copy is really bad but there are a lot of very shoddy, out of focus shots in this. Oh, and greyhound rescuers would hate it.

I’m relating too fucking hard to Will being pushed by Jerry into doing “more” and Sean saying his not ready. I’m fundamentally at the end of my rope of people trying to convince me I’m hiding all my confidence and just need a little shove or a kick up the butt or whatever. I get Will, I think it’s why I still give this movie a pass. When I got diagnosed, you may as well have sent Robin Williams to my house to give me a giant, fatherly bear-hug and repeatedly tell me it’s not my fault. And to be fair, 20 somethings madly in love in college are incredibly dramatic, I’ve heard dorm room fights, I’ve had them and they suck. It’s a relatively honest movie if nothing else. Dog-piling on Will for ditching the job interview isn’t fair either. Like nobody’s asking the fucker what he wants, Skyler offers to take him away, he freaks out, but Jerry pushes and pushes, he expects perfection. And Will’s like “I don’t want to spend the rest of my life explaining shit to people”. PREACH. I also suspect the “NSA speech” is from the original script. But I don’t think it’s fair to put that shit on a kid, like it doesn’t matter what you know by then, you’re still fucking terrified of the future and pushing a smart kid isn’t fair. It’s bullying, if you’re so threatened by the potential of a wasted potential, think about how that kid feels, how daunting it is to carry that and have everyone be so mean and envious and pushy about it. Let them breathe, at least. Don’t give them shit about what they have to offer, don’t parse it as being for their own good and you’re looking out for them. Fuck off. I get you can’t glamourise the Southy lifestyle. Chucky talks him out of that. Sean and Jerry have it out in the end. Then Will and Sean hug it out, it’s all neatly tied up.

I really don’t have a lot to add to this. Kevin Smith being involved and having ties to Weinstein at the time gave him a lot of pulling power for an indie director. If you decided to boycott Miramax movies because of Harvey, I’m sorry most of your favourite movies are unwatchable by that logic. People don’t get how distribution works, horrible people have left their fingerprints on a lot of art. I don’t hate this movie but I think people were willing to admit its predictability. I don’t think it’s worth hurling insults at in retrospect.

I do like apples but Dan’s right, it is a goofy as fuck line. I brought up Big Fan, which is such an interesting script and so cleverly made for how low budget it looks. I love there’s a rat running across the ground of the parking garage where Patton works, I love he’s a man-baby conflicted with protecting his team and its best player over accepting his victimhood. It’s such an interesting character study, Patton brings a lot of anger and resentment to the role, he’s fine with his shitty, dead-end job and having no wife and kids, he has a best buddy who’s insufferable but absolutely idolises him. He has a douchey bottom-feeder ambulance chasing lawyer for a brother, the rest of his family have a false sense of superiority, his mother’s a nightmare but he refuses to leave home, he refuses to be different, he pities the banality of everyone around him, he finds his own importance on the radio call-in show as the prime Giants fan. I hate Michael Rapaport now, he’s as big a douche as he plays (I thought his son was in Higher Learning, no, it was him with no beard, he needs a beard he barely has a chin, he looks twenty years older in Beautiful Girls, which was the following year) so he’s perfect as the rival ran Paul has to compete with. It’s such a fantastic portrayal of toxic fandom gone too far. It’s clever and careful with the dramatic moments, it’s genuinely a better indie film than Good Will Hunting. Even Paul and his buddy sitting outside with the TV hooked up to the car battery being such a great compensation for not having access to a busy stadium, that’s how massive a fan these guys are, they show up like they’re lucky talismans rooting for their team and when Paul’s not there and his attacker isn’t out on the field, everything goes to shit. The biggest critique you could lob at it is the QB character is a black guy who goes to a shitty suburb for drugs and hangs out in strip club, I feel like they went that way rather than them idolising a white player, who by their logic may not have beaten a fan up or been as aloof, but I’m sure Paul’s simpering and tailing could’ve pissed off a white guy just as bad. Paul’s so childishly naive about why the QB’s hanging out in the slums but we’re fully aware. He’s not being a total nuisance, he makes a totally innocent blunder and is overly punished for it. But the QB and his buddies don’t go after Paul later, and Paul doesn’t lie to the cops about not remembering shit to protect himself from thugs. It’s all for the team. Maybe if Patton hadn’t been in it I’d have ignored it, (actually absolutely I would have) but I don’t know who else could do the role justice anyway. I love Kevin Corrigan too, he’s a good character actor, he and Patton have a good buddy chemistry, they play off each other’s childishness until Paul’s too depressed to be nice to the guy. I also didn’t realise the game playing in the bar is the Giants/Eagles final showdown, so when the Giants lose, Paul’s triggered. I figured he would attack Phil based on him outing Paul for being the beating victim.

It’s worth a watch, if you really want to support indie movies.

Pretty Woman’s pretty good…

I feel like this doesn’t get enough credit for having a great establishing scene, a lot of 90s movies knew their place and how to structure shit in a 90min format, they weren’t forced to make movies lengthy, it was better you didn’t. So a good opening montage is important. I like Edward’s little conversation with his ex girlfriend about his secretary being one of her bridesmaids, his quick break up with the current girlfriend, the already nervy Jason Alexander tailing him, Edward chastising a lackey for not paying attention to Tokyo. Dude’s distant and unavailable, already anxious over the death of his father and needs to bail in a stickshift rather than a limo. Vivian’s poor, wakes up at night, has to avoid a landlord and deal with the irresponsible Kit. She’s in a bad neighbourhood, a colleague got whacked, and Hank Azaria doesn’t seem to realise some tourist from Orlando should know what a dead body looks like already. (Also people so often forget he voiced more than Apu on the Simpsons, but kids are only going to remember him for that).

Vivian and Edward have a good rapport, there’s obvious attraction only Vivian’s too street-smart to fall for it. And he’s not oblivious to the nature of her work but they both still labour under preconceived notions of one another. The fact he doesn’t expressly tell her to get deportment classes or fix her necessarily, there’s no bet and he cares for her. She’s mildly childlike but not entirely an ingenue. She understands manly things like cars and neckties, he’s bad with cars and scared of heights. He’s a workaholic but she has a work ethic of her own; doesn’t do drugs like Kit, flosses and takes her responsibilities seriously, she’s equip with a buffet of rubbers. They’re “professionals”. It’s cutely written, she won’t be his “beck and call” girl. 3000 bucks for a week’s work is actually good for that period. If you grew up when shit was actually cheap you don’t realise how far a dollar used to go until it doesn’t. And she’s getting a stipend for clothing too.

Hector Elizondo is much more fatherly and eventually respects Vivian, again her “deportment training” is to “help her” rather than win a bet and she asks for help, so at least it was trying to fix its source material. And Barney’s not  End of the day, the movie isn’t sex-worker positive, it’s kind of SWERFy propaganda even if Vivian charms everyone regardless, she’s a sassy little minx and Edward’s childishly smitten with her. But she’s still “worth more” than a hooker and can still “be more” like what she was doing wasn’t valid and only came about from having a povo and abusive background. She wants to change for him more than the money. You’re supposed to be distracted by Vivian’s whimsical faux pas so Edward’s acquisition/dead daddy subplot isn’t too dry. Edward at least admits to screwing people for money and Vivian’s realigning his moral compass in an nonsexual way. But he won’t chill out with her. He’s so unchill until the end. Even when he’s seducing her he’s pretty deadpan and it’s less charming, I don’t find him particularly alluring to be frank, but she’s not warmed him up, obviously. It’s one of those “sensual, sexy” but not overtly horny 90s movies, they knew how to appeal to women back then. I know there will be much better written essays on why this isn’t a feminist movie. I think they only go to a polo match to mirror My Fair Lady, but Edward’s less ashamed of her, he’s too rich and powerful to truly lose esteem from dating a hooker, Edward telling Phil this just to prove she’s not a corporate spy. I think they tried to sell this as a comedy over a drama and I think people forget it gets kind of graphic later. The fact the movie builds up to a kiss on the lips rather than sex flips the script a touch, I suppose. But she’s “too good” for this, it’s the kind of language SWERFs use with more vulnerable women they don’t see as a threat to their marriages. There’s a nice juxtaposition of their bare feet in their respective environs, Edward’s in grass, Vivian’s on the penthouse carpet, and she sits on the same steps she took her boots off on to put on her new shoes. I didn’t remember Jason Alexander straight up assaulting her. Barney’s more on her level, they’re both in subservient roles. Vivian’s all “I coulda been something” with Kit, Kit could do better too, again it’s such sappy nonsense that doesn’t fly. Only Fans girlies, don’t let this type of rhetoric dissuade you, there are smart girlies paying off their student loans with horny man money. Kit thinks she can go do beauty school. I kinda actually hate the ending a little, it’s goofy as fuck and her line is stupid.

The soundtrack’s pretty great, I had one of the songs on a compilation tape of soundtrack songs sung by uncredited no-names.

Sorry, your post 2000 ND-coded characters are cringe as fuck

We don’t touch Abed from Community on principle, but I’m going to include him anyway, I do find a couple of scenes of him a bit much in retrospect. Watching snippets from Bones deep-dives or finally seeing Monk after 20 years, I’m cringing internally so hard. I don’t speak that honestly nor am I that oblivious. Connor from Degrassi gets better, if you’re cringing it’s more to do with the writers and the assumptions than it is with their coding, however them giving him a “panty fetish” that he frames as research for his app, it’s handled very poorly, again they’re using outdated info most autistic kids would know not to steal panties or anyone else’s property, and he’s effectively asexual as well, he won’t have sex with Jenna. 

I refuse to watch the Good Doctor, it gets clowned on, Atypical is offensive as fuck and I don’t find Sheldon Cooper endearing anymore. I admittedly (and foolishly) enjoyed Big Bang Theory until I saw it picked apart and realised the error of my ways. He’s insufferable and you shouldn’t be forced to find him loveable with a few “tender but patronising” moments where he’s “human” enough for you to love. So you can’t make me like Bones, or any of these other shows. There’s another movie that oversympathises with the parent who just can’t be happy like his naive little autistic kid, who’s so happy but whose disorder makes his dad so miserable. If your autistic kid is actually happy most of the time, you need to shut the fuck up and appreciate they can even be happy in this fucking world. You think they’re immune to your emotions, wrong fucko, they’re absorbing them every second and if you’re sad and shitty, they’ll be sad and shitty AND feel responsible, and assume if they don’t modify their behaviour, you’ll never love them. We sponge up all the energy in the room so if you’re projecting stress and worry and anger, we suck it up and internalise it and do anything to avoid your reactions. Parents feeling sorry for themselves over an autistic kid need more fucking therapy than the kid does. Do the work and reconcile this, don’t go on TikTok or some ABA parenting forum that will only validate your shit behaviour. Step up, fucker. Your kid isn’t that embarrassing they’re just processing all the shit and your shit makes that harder. Calm the fuck down.

Sorry.

I’ll add to this I watched the non BBC Pride and Prejudice movie with Keira Knightly and found it profoundly boring. I have to note Lizzie seems to be rather coded, along with Darcy, her being blunt in her affect and refusing to adhere to social norms (unable and refusing implies you know better but you think it’s dumb to placate people and their insults if they happen to be of a higher station than you), Darcy being socially inept in conversation and needing prompts from Lizzie on how he should conduct himself. Either way, they wind up in love, and I didn’t realise there’s like no kissing in this movie just a lot of yearning and tension and closeness but no kissing. Okay. And the camera work was terrible. Like pointless dramatic zoom ins or even moments where it looked like the camera person was unsure if they should be zooming in or not. The location shots are great, don’t get me wrong, it’s dedicated to showing the sweeping plains and distance and majesty, but anything involving character development tended to slip into cliche, almost to the point of soap opera levels of dramatic camera work. The score was nice. It’s not incompetent it’s just made some poor choices. There were lovely sun-dappled, dewy, soft images of old-fashioned rooms and mansions, but period pieces for Americans do tend to dwell on a lot of that stuff to romanticise it all. But it was also boring, and I read Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, and that was boring too. People assume I’d eat this up, I really don’t, I don’t hold that level of literature in high esteem. I would check out the BBC series but I’m sure I’d find this just as boring. A few reviewers were all, nobody asked for this. It got people into the book, which is never a bad thing, but it doesn’t make me a bad writer for not having read this stuff. I like to play with the language and write period stuff as a joke, I’ve tried to do fantasy in that vein, I like the way they speak, I don’t mind verbosity it’s just dull as a story. I wasn’t into high society English stories, so I won’t watch a lot of period pieces unless they are interesting. Sophia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette is great, but admittedly I miss so much of the dialogue as it’s so muted, everyone speaks softly until they have to yell, I needed subtitles on too, I get that’s important to the scene, it’s still irritating when Netflix’s compression rates affect the sound on this shit. The mixing in some scenes was good, people talking in a room full of music sounded genuine and not ADR’d, there’s nothing wrong with most of the movie I just don’t see it being any kind of masterpiece.

Disengaged

I realised the other day I’ve stopped engaging with films and TV shows (and music as well to a degree) and I’m just 100% involved with reviews and commentary. I’m spoiling shit for myself, sometimes I do see it much later when I filter out the info. Or I’m just not prepared to watch the whole thing so I’ll just watch it via not watching it. (If I can find a film a reviewer provides a full commentary track for, I will watch it, it was how I tolerated one film I only got through 20 mins of).  All my entertainment hours are dedicated to YouTube and not movies. Aside from the one Mubi movie I watched the other day, I’ve not seen anything I wanted to see. Our power went out and only one movie I’d consider watching was on but once the power came back on earlier than anticipated I had no intention of going anywhere. 

I genuinely hate going to the movies now, I was way more chill buying a ticket by myself and going in alone during the day, I took a day on my own just to see Secretary, I think I still needed a newspaper to check the session times. I hate I pay for streaming services that don’t give me what I want when I want, or threaten me with removing it if I don’t watch it before they yank it, which I don’t do, I’ll let it go rather than force myself to sit and watch. I pulled out of two movies recently from either utter boredom or a snack incident I don’t want to illustrate (it was during a horror movie too so that’s kind of ironic). And I wasn’t like pumped to watch this shit. I’ll watch whatever someone else wants because Netflix gives me decision paralysis by just showing me bullshit thumbnails, and forgets when I tell it I don’t want the trash I hate reminding me of it. I have to persistently curate my content to avoid shit. YouTube gives me control to a degree, except when it also forgets shit I tell it to leave out of my recommendations, I am PISSED I cannot do any kind of word blocking like Twitter provided, I despise Instagram only scans comments and not accounts and it fails on tags I tell it to ignore. I hate me looking at one thing leads to everything thinking I want more of the thing. I bailed on Electric State in pure anger of its lazy as fuck execution, appalled I was only a third into it and was bored senseless. I try not to get mad since people act like I’m overreacting to how bad something is. This blog exists for a reason. And to prove I don’t like movies, sincerely don’t and no longer care, I didn’t apply for a position for a movie and theatre reviewer realising I have to leave the house to see theatre shows and be involved with the arts scene. I don’t want to have anything to do with it now, or be forced to watch local movies and theatre shows I just don’t know enough about, I don’t want to have the social aspect of showing up, making notes, learning about adjacent shit to make comparative, intertextual statements. I’m so exhausted and disinterested in all of it, and that brings me to a topic that means I’ll start bleeding my personal life into this blog and I do this a lot. I don’t need to vie for attention constantly, chase people for clicks or try to work my way up to a sustainable art based job. I don’t even really like the idea of being in any kind of administration role. I’ve put things into an oversaturated market, I see other people doing the same and then beg for my attention and I have no time for that behaviour anymore. Don’t ask me to commit more to the arts, there’s already a conundrum over buying US products while nobody is realising so much of your media is distributed by US companies if you’re buying, you’re contributing because you have nowhere else to go other than illegal channels. Streaming services never intended on being ad free, everyone’s trying to make more money to live the life they’ve become accustomed to from small amounts of fame, instead of using what you got in those vital 15 mins and saving it for your future. I can’t feel that sorry for people in those circumstances, I don’t want to buy movies or keep subscriptions for shit I won’t watch on repeat. I will try to buy a physical copy of shit I have seen more than once. And that is with the awareness that money will go to Amazon and back to US distributors, because you want me to support the artist. See the pickle that presents? If you add to this the refusal for streaming services to ever release physical media of any kind that they can effectively (and have in some cases) remove from the internet permanently (thus proving only shitty things and bad behaviour live forever, shows and movies do not), you’re making a case for the resurrection of piracy. And in light of that, YouTube reviews and commentary are turning into the only way some of us engage with a piece of media because we’re restricted by region locking and limited distribution and streaming exclusivity. We can’t give these people money so we have to find other means, it’s beyond a joke. I’m spoiling my movies by watching reviews and I want to see them, I want to experience this shit and you simply refuse to make that process easy.

Also, I’m very into commentators being industry adjacent even if I’m not a fan of the way they present that information, I appreciate people who aren’t enmeshed with Hollywood finding a platform to discuss what we can’t get from mainstream media. I appreciate YouTube doesn’t gatekeep as much information as mainstream media does. I know it’s being actively censored all the time, but there’s less of a filter. I sure as hell won’t migrate to the TV streaming platform it wants to introduce. But I have to resent it for raising people who don’t have talent high enough to get deals people at the bottom can’t get. I will always hold resentment for the internet and social media being a culprit in drowning out more talented voices. I’m not appeased by the freedoms offered to even produce media from unknowns.

Matt Johnson got me to sign up for Mubi

I’ve seen an ad for a film Matt Johnson featured in last year and it’s been on my Insta feed so often I went fuck it, I’ll take a week of Mubi, watch as much shit as possible in seven days and cancel. I think I can get Challengers and some other shit. ( I can’t so it might be region locked)

Matt Johnson represents the unattractive nerds I simped after in high school, or the guy who made me laugh way too much but wasn’t going to date me anyway. So his movies are just magnets for me. This isn’t one of his movies, so now he’s much more natural in Matt and Mara, even though his name is literally Matt Johnson. He and Mara are writers and I’m gathering so much intel to justify staying out of this world. I thought this was muddily shot but it’s much cleaner now. I’m so determined to speed run as many movies as I can so if I can find any other shit of his, I’ll watch it.

I like the pace of this and the kind of improv/mumble core vibe it’s giving without that level of pretentiousness. It’s also one of those woman a bad marriage falls for someone else and you don’t know if she’ll leave the husband. It’s giving Adaptation, she’s a very muted Meryl Streep, less sexual or sexually driven and more seeking something with the fear of realising her desires. Her interactions with her students made me realise how little fucking one on one interaction we really got. Was I supposed to go to my lecturers and force them to help me with my independent study project? Did I cheat myself not going to an extra course? I was so disillusioned and disappointed and I felt unmotivated to do my absolute best. She doesn’t belong in the husband’s world at all. And the husband’s the classic “oh, he doesn’t get her really, he’s passive aggressive, he’s an arrogant musician who just plays when he wants. and has musician friends who are assholes to her”. But funnily, Matt’s not entirely kind, either, and I’ve dealt with that too, their attraction doesn’t make them nice to you, he’s kinda neggy too.

I’m not familiar with the director but if I can find the other film he did with Matt, I’ll watch it too, despite it possibly being the spiritual prequel to Matt and Mara. I can absolutely identify with poor Mara trying to engage with her students, her husband, her child and her colleagues and her own boss. Matt’s also unapologetically confused and ignorant to a lot of stuff but still knowledgable. He belongs more in her world, but I couldn’t live with a writer, personally. I’d be too pissy about any success and I couldn’t trust a man being mean to me or condescending about my work. Matt still has his “manic” moments but he’s not “Matt” the way I understand him, he’s grounded but still insistent about his opinions. Mara defends him to other people. I don’t know enough literature to even have a casual conversation, I can’t blend with artists, I’m a guy in A Crash Test Dummies song complaining about artists when you go out with them.

And I’m struggling to think of a “cheating” movie that didn’t portray the cheated upon as perfect and kind and not deserving of being cheated on. It’s inexcusable to some regardless, but narratively it’s integral for the audience to at least understand the motivations of the main characters’ intentions. Even if nothing happens, like Lost in Translation, people will still see emotional cheating, and it’s still important to make their significant others less appealing by comparison.

Mara does a very depressed Bevis as Cornholio impression with her turtleneck. I feel like there’s a meta commentary about Matt as a director and creator being off the wall and controversial. He’s hiding behind death of the author stuff and being completely off the wall. Mara’s husband dips on her because he has to do another musician thing and Matt does it for her. He takes her to Niagara Falls. They kiss under the water, a nice reference to them in the square jumping over one of those fountains that come up out of a grate (I thought they were in Perth, which is the other reason I stopped on the trailer). Her friend’s already mentioned conferences are just hotbeds for affairs with likeminded people who are in their element. I’m so glad I never got this far, I have opinions nobody gives a shit about.

Matt runs into another familiar face, which will likely affect his “relationship” with Mara, strained now because she booked a separate room on another floor for him. He’s bailed on her obviously so she gets room service and refuses to go meet him with this other girl. I’ve seen that trope before, that was Bill Murray in bed with the lounge singer and now Scar Jo is pissed as hell, especially when she finds the earring of the most famous person at the conference, they fight and he tells her he loves her, she accuses him of emotional manipulation. She goes back to her husband. I prefer the pacing again, this is a lot of quick, impactful moments, we don’t linger between anything.

Matt’s father’s also dying and he passes and Mara’s immediately sympathetic and he has to face the bureaucracy  of death. Including dressing for a funeral, and the writer (I identify with this I think people believe I would’ve coughed up the most profound wedding vows or a eulogy of great import and I don’t have fucking words for this in reality) doesn’t know what to say. The funeral becomes another awkward moment for them both removing a crucifix to lie it on the ground despite Matt not wanting to touch it. 

I also saw A Ghost Story ages ago and that was hardcore mumble core I missed all the dialogue but there’s a moment the husband shares his song only we don’t get to hear it. She reconnects with the husband, takes a dry cleaning receipt, puts it in the book he wrote full of her ideas and it ends there. The trailer had this clip but there’s no context to tell you it’s the end. I like it, I don’t know if I’d buy it but I’m glad I saw it.

I’m bummed as I’m not seeing a lot on Mubi so I need to do searches. I need to do some digging for a week.