Word: revelators
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...hazy memory: there are flashes of a crowded N.J. Transit train, glimmers of a vantage point high above the 20-yard line, and echoes of a brassy fight song. Most vivid are the Eion Hu jokes. Childish stuff, the kind of humor a 10-year old could revel in:“Hu scored that touchdown?”“Yeah.”“No, who was it that scored?”“Hu!”It was a sunny Saturday afternoon at the old Palmer Stadium in Princeton, a football...
...believe the world is coming to an end” while fireworks explode behind him. Which actualizes the subtext: the apocalyptic terror in the song is really sheer elation. In fact, Rob reveals, we are all masochists. We can’t wait for the end, so we can revel in a glorified YouTube clip that packs modern world history into a three-minute adrenaline rush. That, or we’re rejoicing in our arrival at our oh-my-gosh-super-incredible societal situation, epitomized by shots of Hillary and Obama. Look how far we’ve come?...
...these dramas wandered off into glamour-trash TV (remember Dallas?) and then into total disuse. Something like Bier's film (or the much darker Danish film, The Inheritance of a few years back) reminds us of what we're missing. It's not just the elegant country houses we revel in. It's the sense these movies convey that money - the giving and withholding of it - is a powerful melodramatic instrument, something that can dominate (and warp) lives. You need mature actors to play in pictures like these and you need someone like Bier to impart a dark, but still...
There's no nice way to say it: movieslove murderers. Producers may claim the killer's story is a cautionary tale, but they revel--along with the villain and the audience--in the sick grandeur of a hit man, a supervillain, a serial killer. Movies used to show what the audience wanted to be. Then Norman Bates came along, and Freddy and Jason, and Hannibal Lecter, to prove that we also wanted to see what we feared. The psycho creeps toward his victim; we can't watch, and we can't turn away...
...mejor. But, since my shaky beginner skills couldn’t handle the added curveball of a Castellano lisp, I ended up reading the subtitles. The resultant experience felt more useful for my beloved English classes than for my Spanish, however, since it gave me an opportunity to revel in the beautiful imagery and not-so-subtle symbolism of this film, which is also an Oscar contender in six categories. Never lacking in creativity, writer/director Guillermo del Toro combines elements of fairy tales with a harsh narrative set in Civil War-era Spain. Del Toro skews reality, beauty, and monstrosity...