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Jul. 3rd, 2004 07:32 pmWho got netflix? Sam got netflix.
Some of you may remember what [info]juniper200 termed my INSANE LUDDITE POST about DVDs, around this time last year, and I stand by that. I don't like DVDs, for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that as Lore Sjöberg says, "they look just like Playstation games. That's never been an actual inconvenience, but it offends me on an aesthetic level. Different things should look different, dammit." Other reasons include their outrageous price, their lack of convenience, and the fact that I don't care how fancy your player is, no, they still don't fast-forward like videotapes.
Don't even try to argue with me on this one. As with last time, all I will do is brain you with a videotape. And that hurts me more than it hurts you, because I love my videotapes.
However, I will concede to the convenience of having things mailed to my door for free, so I got a two week free netflix trial and two DVDs arrived in my (well, in [info]eruthros') mailbox today.
Now, let it be known that Total Eclipse was not actually my first choice, but I figured, you know, Thewlis, plus I've never actually seen a film with DiCaprio in it. And I still haven't, really, because as Tai put it I "Y Tu Mama Tambiened" my way through it. (Footnote: I had a copy of Y Tu Mama Tambien with no subtitles, so I fast-forwarded through it and stopped at the sex interesting-looking scenes. What?).
That movie is like one long absinthe trip. Things seem normal, for a while, and then something weird happens, and then, normal again. And then there's a naked woman, which is nice, and then there's a naked slapfight, not so nice, and then there's some actual absinthe, which is cool, and then Leonardo DiCaprio can't act, not so cool. I mean, maybe he can act now. But he couldn't when he made this movie. He's very convincing when he pops a wine cork with his shoulderblades, however. It reminded me of Prick Up Your Ears, and not because Gary Oldman is in Prick Up Your Ears, since I saw it years ago when I had no clue who Gary Oldman was but was mildly infatuated with the writings of Joe Orton, who actually used his own deceased mother's false teeth as a stage prop.
Er, the point is, they're both about brilliant young assholes and the slightly-less-talented older men who love them. However, Prick Up Your Ears is marginally more worth watching. Though if you really want the story of Joe Orton, read his plays. Especially Loot. Cos his life is really just heartbreaking. (His insane lover killed him with a hammer.)
The other DVD I got is an old favourite, An Ideal Husband, which features a gay love story between two members of the British upper class is by Oscar Wilde. It really pretty much has it all -- blackmailing prostitutes, politics, wit, gay subtext so strong it becomes gay supertext, like an action hero, and a solarium.
And that's enough rambling for one day, I think. I'm off to watch An Ideal Husband and eat some Amish bread. Made with real Amish!
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Some of you may remember what [info]juniper200 termed my INSANE LUDDITE POST about DVDs, around this time last year, and I stand by that. I don't like DVDs, for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that as Lore Sjöberg says, "they look just like Playstation games. That's never been an actual inconvenience, but it offends me on an aesthetic level. Different things should look different, dammit." Other reasons include their outrageous price, their lack of convenience, and the fact that I don't care how fancy your player is, no, they still don't fast-forward like videotapes.
Don't even try to argue with me on this one. As with last time, all I will do is brain you with a videotape. And that hurts me more than it hurts you, because I love my videotapes.
However, I will concede to the convenience of having things mailed to my door for free, so I got a two week free netflix trial and two DVDs arrived in my (well, in [info]eruthros') mailbox today.
Now, let it be known that Total Eclipse was not actually my first choice, but I figured, you know, Thewlis, plus I've never actually seen a film with DiCaprio in it. And I still haven't, really, because as Tai put it I "Y Tu Mama Tambiened" my way through it. (Footnote: I had a copy of Y Tu Mama Tambien with no subtitles, so I fast-forwarded through it and stopped at the sex interesting-looking scenes. What?).
That movie is like one long absinthe trip. Things seem normal, for a while, and then something weird happens, and then, normal again. And then there's a naked woman, which is nice, and then there's a naked slapfight, not so nice, and then there's some actual absinthe, which is cool, and then Leonardo DiCaprio can't act, not so cool. I mean, maybe he can act now. But he couldn't when he made this movie. He's very convincing when he pops a wine cork with his shoulderblades, however. It reminded me of Prick Up Your Ears, and not because Gary Oldman is in Prick Up Your Ears, since I saw it years ago when I had no clue who Gary Oldman was but was mildly infatuated with the writings of Joe Orton, who actually used his own deceased mother's false teeth as a stage prop.
Er, the point is, they're both about brilliant young assholes and the slightly-less-talented older men who love them. However, Prick Up Your Ears is marginally more worth watching. Though if you really want the story of Joe Orton, read his plays. Especially Loot. Cos his life is really just heartbreaking. (His insane lover killed him with a hammer.)
The other DVD I got is an old favourite, An Ideal Husband, which features a gay love story between two members of the British upper class is by Oscar Wilde. It really pretty much has it all -- blackmailing prostitutes, politics, wit, gay subtext so strong it becomes gay supertext, like an action hero, and a solarium.
And that's enough rambling for one day, I think. I'm off to watch An Ideal Husband and eat some Amish bread. Made with real Amish!
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