I've decided to branch out of just writing about production updates for uni. I am now going to update with meaningless banter and my thoughts on films I have seen as well.
Lucky you.
So last night I went to see 127 hours. Most people in the audience were there to see the self amputation. Whilst I was intrigued with how they would approach the slicing of skin, as this is something I have to prepare for an upcoming shoot, I was more interested in how the film maker could maintain interest for 90 minutes using one set and the main character never moving more than half a metre from a big ass boulder.
Through a combination of flashbacks, hallucinations and emotional video messages for his family, I really was captivated. Had any other director other than Danny Boyle had control of the film, I imagine the film would have been far more sycophantic and downright cheesy. For instance his family hallucinations were tastefully done, his premonitions were unclear what was happening and his lowest ebbs (attempted suicide, last masturbation and first attempt to amputate) were equally as shocking and unsettling as the actual amputation. The amount of gore was spot on and cut well amongst flashbacks, showing only enough information to digest the procedure rather than be tortured by the whole process.
The ending, whilst everyone knew the outcome was also tastefully done. No need to see the reunification with worried family. Again not cheesy.
I may have to go back and watch Danny Boyle's other films again as I enjoyed this one immensely.
J however, spent half the movie with her fingers in her ears and eyes buried into my shoulder. Wuss. We should have only paid half price for her as she only saw half a film!
Fancy watching the Kings Speech next or the Black Swan. Mind you, Meadowhall cinema is well expensive so I might just wait for the DVD's
Peace
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