Today's Movie
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luciabSo, the movie of the day was Donnie Darko. Verrrry interesting. It was a great movie; that wasn't a sarcastic or disparaging comment. I liked it so much I watched all the stuff on the second disk, including the interviews with the Darkomaniacs or whatever they are called.
What astonishes me the most from those "The Making Of" segments is how the hell movies ever get made. Yeah, yeah, the special effects and all that are cool, but damn! Watching those really makes me appreciate how hard good acting must be. Hell, I don't see how they ever memorize all their lines, never mind the acting part. And not only do they have to convey the emotion once, but they have to do it over and over, with dozens of cameras and lighting and sound crews and everyone else under the sun poking things at them and being distracting all over the place.
I am equally amazed by the different ways that the director can change the whole thing by the scenes used, the camera angles, the lighting, the fades.... dayum. Disc 2 of Fight Club had different versions of a couple of the same scenes when I watched it yesterday to illustrate that. I could get really enamored of the movie making process if I allowed myself to think about it. I'm a movie maker's dream in that I do the willing suspension of disbelief thing very well, so when I do think about the details I am amazed all over again. One random thing that did bother me was that the movie was supposed to be set in Virginia, and visually it just never looked like Virginia. Why bother to say it was set there? I guess they had to be flying from Hollywood, but why Virginia? The outdoor shots were California all the way, even if they did manage to not show palm trees. Geez.
I was also very intrigued today with Jake Guyllenhall's face. It seemed to be completely different people, depending on the light, the angle of the shot, in additon to his expressions, which were astonishing.
On the home front, Tuneless Boy has been practicing again. Gigi even got to hear a bit when she was here. It was funny when G and I were coming in from University. G looked at the apartments and said "Which one is Tuneless Boy?" So I showed her where all the players are-- Tuneless Boy, Miss Lily, the Guatamalans, and Rap Guy. (Deeply ingrained PCness prevents me from calling him Rap Boy since he's Black-- excuse me, African American, though I'm pretty sure he's never seen Africa-- and might somehow be existentially insulted. I know, it's weird.)
Happy, happy... Tuneless Boy has quit playing, and John Lee Hooker and Bonnie Raitt are singing I'm In The Mood for Love. Heh, I tell you. Makes me downright sorry I don't have anybody to get in the mood with. Ah, well, Phoebe Snow's Shaky Ground is up now, and maybe that's more apropos.
What astonishes me the most from those "The Making Of" segments is how the hell movies ever get made. Yeah, yeah, the special effects and all that are cool, but damn! Watching those really makes me appreciate how hard good acting must be. Hell, I don't see how they ever memorize all their lines, never mind the acting part. And not only do they have to convey the emotion once, but they have to do it over and over, with dozens of cameras and lighting and sound crews and everyone else under the sun poking things at them and being distracting all over the place.
I am equally amazed by the different ways that the director can change the whole thing by the scenes used, the camera angles, the lighting, the fades.... dayum. Disc 2 of Fight Club had different versions of a couple of the same scenes when I watched it yesterday to illustrate that. I could get really enamored of the movie making process if I allowed myself to think about it. I'm a movie maker's dream in that I do the willing suspension of disbelief thing very well, so when I do think about the details I am amazed all over again. One random thing that did bother me was that the movie was supposed to be set in Virginia, and visually it just never looked like Virginia. Why bother to say it was set there? I guess they had to be flying from Hollywood, but why Virginia? The outdoor shots were California all the way, even if they did manage to not show palm trees. Geez.
I was also very intrigued today with Jake Guyllenhall's face. It seemed to be completely different people, depending on the light, the angle of the shot, in additon to his expressions, which were astonishing.
On the home front, Tuneless Boy has been practicing again. Gigi even got to hear a bit when she was here. It was funny when G and I were coming in from University. G looked at the apartments and said "Which one is Tuneless Boy?" So I showed her where all the players are-- Tuneless Boy, Miss Lily, the Guatamalans, and Rap Guy. (Deeply ingrained PCness prevents me from calling him Rap Boy since he's Black-- excuse me, African American, though I'm pretty sure he's never seen Africa-- and might somehow be existentially insulted. I know, it's weird.)
Happy, happy... Tuneless Boy has quit playing, and John Lee Hooker and Bonnie Raitt are singing I'm In The Mood for Love. Heh, I tell you. Makes me downright sorry I don't have anybody to get in the mood with. Ah, well, Phoebe Snow's Shaky Ground is up now, and maybe that's more apropos.
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Date: 2005-10-05 05:05 am (UTC)