Finished Moving (plus a short, negative review of Inside Man)
by tdaxp ~ August 18th, 2006
Comfy chairs? Check. Wireless network? Check. Getting a universal remote to work with my DVD/TV system because I lost the previous one? Check.
I believe I am moved in.
Met with the professor I am teaching under this semester — he seems very cool. The schedule is arranged nicely.
As the day ended, Lady of tdaxp and I watched Inside Man. Disappointing, (and because most of the movie is executed well and promises something quite wonderful) painfully so. A good movie marred by a tacked-on ending. I was able to pinpoint as it happened the exact moment the film should have ended. Instead, an eternity (whatever the actual runtime) of boredom and cliches. It made me nostalgic for A Clockwork Orange, The Negotiator, Resevoir Dogs, or for that matter any crime film that is actually good. (Lady of tdaxp thinks the movie is set up for a sequel, but too much is undone in the last few minutes for it to be purposeful.)
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August 19th, 2006 at 12:00 am
“I was able to pinpoint as it happened the exact moment the film should have ended.”
When should have it ended? I thought the ending was quit apropriate. From what I remember, the ending may not have closed the plot, but it showcased an irony in that Foster's character seemed to look back at the incidence with glee, in contrast to the stick up her ass at the beginning. How can you not? … It “IS” the perfect crime.
…and, in the end, Foster seems to be quit taken with Owen. Why would you want to send this century's greatest artist to jail, after all?
August 19th, 2006 at 12:00 am
Jeffrey,
I generally agree with you, but I see those as flaws.
The ending did not close the plot. There was no catharsis, resolution, whatever. We have some sappy, PC ending that doesn't provide closure for anybody. Nor is it realistic. Just absurd.
Foster's character is a two-dimensional stereotype. A similar part was seen in the even worse Half Past Dead [1]
As I earlier wrote,
“It's like the old question of what was the perfect robbery: we will never know, because in a perfect robbery the bank would not know that it was robbed.” [2]
Rather, the robbery in the movie is a slapped-together collection of wishful thinking that works because it was made in Hollywood. Owen is an artist in the sense that Marilyn Manson is a philosopher: superficially.
Man, the more I think of this movie, the madder I get at it
[1] http://www.greencine.com/webCatalog?id=25025
[2] http://www.tdaxp.com/archive/2005/07/20/dreaming-5th-generation-war.html
August 19th, 2006 at 12:00 am
“Owen is an artist in the sense that Marilyn Manson is a philosopher: superficially.”
When I said artist, I meant Owen's character Dalton Russell, not Owen as an actor (not that I am suggesting otherwise about his acting).
August 19th, 2006 at 12:00 am
Me too