Yet another one of these ... "political" films about charged subjects that I had been looking forward to. And it does a great job with strong performances. I wasn't quite up to the task of really comprehending everything that went on, though I suppose a quicker fellow would.
The thing that I'm left with, as after Munich, is a question of the relevancy of the film, which can be boiled down to the story of a big bully and the little people behind the scenes that don't like it. The moral of the tale seems unnecessary to me. Perhaps I'm unwilling to really understand these conflicts that I simplify to meaningless squabbles in my head. I don't see the point in any of it. The fighting. The selfishness. The cash-in hollywood productions. Too cynical? Perhaps.
I haven't yet seen Brokeback mountain. To be honest, a story of two gay cowboys doesn't interest me, but that's probably my homophobia talking. In recent days, from things I have gathered, I do think the predicament of the gay couple in society is an unjust one - at least from the tales of conditions that I have heard. I would stand for the justice required. Yet i still don't watch this film. Though I must and I will. Does this make me a bad person?
I fucking hope amazon has 2 day delivery. What a fucking idiot! Spend all fucking day and week thinking about it and ... typical, isn't it? Not the best of shows of importance. I'd say there are always other factors. I have my neuroses to blame. The voices and their thoughts.
Till the scent of another sweet word crosses my path.
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