Dir: Alfonso Cuaron
Starring: Clive Owen, Julianne Moore, Clare-Hope Ashitey and the ubiquitous Michael Caine
Photo courtesy of k-punk.abstractdynamics.orgWe had to watch it over 2 nights because it was making us manic and nervous. In fact, we started it on Sunday and just got through it tonight, which gives us a night off and I still had to talk the cousin/roommate into putting it back on --- not because it's bad, but because we weren't sure we could take it anymore.
The flu pandemic of 2008? Infertility for 20 years? Homeland Security putting immigrants into cages? Maybe it's the future and maybe it's the present exploded into extreme possibilities. There are plenty of people like Theo (Clive Owen) around now, going through the motions with their coffee and hippie escapist friends, trying to forget the past in a troubling and useless present. Sure, maybe things aren't to this point yet, and maybe they never will be, but what punches you in the gut is how close we are to it in mentality if not actuality.
That and when Theo is looking at his cousin's fancy works of art that have been looted from countries going into the toilet (Picasso's Guernica hangs on the wall) and says "A hundred years from now there won't be one sad fuck to look at any of this." Cahhhhhhhhhhh jaysis it killed me.
I cried like a little girl.
3 comments:
Downer.
When I'm looking for a dreary vision of our beat down future, I'll take Blade Runner every time.
This was a tough one for me too. The world it depicts is so close to our own, perhaps closer than we know. Ecologically, we could hit a kind of tipping point, so the slide down the rest of the way could be rapid indeed. And like all good futuristic works, it takes what is already present in our world, like the "jungle" encampment in Calais, and takes them to their logical extremes. But in this film, they didn't have to go very far.
And afterward I felt like punching John for not wanting children.
Movies that make you want to punch people are good --- or not. I felt that way after watching The Curse of the Golden Flower (as in: "How could you make me watch that when you KNEW it was bad?!?" -pow-) Now I'm jonsing to watch Blade Runner.
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