Your Mileage Will Differ...
Oct. 21st, 2006 01:03 pmI started writing this as an updated severely edited version of my review of The Prestige in the post below. Instead decided it would make more sense to do it separately. Because this is not about the film The Prestige but rather about something I've recently figured out while railing at the universe, which I've decided for whatever reason to write about. Maybe the reason I'm writing it out is much the same reason Marcel Proust wrote five paragraphs on steeples to get it out of my mind and make sense of it. What boggles my mind is why the heck I want anyone else to see it and why I can only seem to type it out so that they will. That inclination feels a tad insane to me, and just a little exhibitionist.
Yesterday, after months of anticipation I took off and saw the film The Prestige - which contained everything I wanted in a movie at this particular point in time. I went by myself and refused to read reviews ahead of time, for a very good reason - lately I've discovered that what I want from a movie or TV show or even a book is in direct opposition from what many tv/movie and book critics want. Not all though. Found a really good review in Newsweek by a professional film critic, David Ansen that more or less sums up what I adored about the movie, how I watched it, why I can't stop playing with it in my head - without giving all its secrets away:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15338103/site/newsweek/
By the way, The Prestige has gotten 77 positive reviews and 28 negative ones. Proving something I keep getting reminded of, that like it or not as the internet slogan goes our mileage willmay vary (or YMMV - your mileage may will vary). Human beings think differently for biological, environmental, educational, relationship-nurture, and other reasons I can't come up with at the moment. For me, the movie in a way was about that - how and why people think differently and how that different thought process can cause conflict. I'm well aware that not everyone who sees the film will see that aspect of it.
It occurs to me that we see different things when we look at something, even something as absurdly simple as a flower. A botantist for example may see where the flower came from, how it is clearly a hyrbid, and think about its history - it's filla. Which flowers or breeds of flowers it descended from, how it pollinates. A flower judge, someone who breeds flowers for a living - may look at it and think this flower doesn't work, the stem is wrong, the petals are off-color, the head is too big or they may think, it's too similar to so many breeds, easy and unworthy of their time, or depending on the flower - that it is brilliant, rare, new breed of color, and the most perfect flower they've seen. While the child, a little girl, might think flower pretty, Mommy will like it and I'll give it to her for her birthday.
But it isn't just education or knowledge of something that affects our perspective, it is emotion, what we are going through at this moment in time, even how big we are or what our bodies look like.
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Yesterday, after months of anticipation I took off and saw the film The Prestige - which contained everything I wanted in a movie at this particular point in time. I went by myself and refused to read reviews ahead of time, for a very good reason - lately I've discovered that what I want from a movie or TV show or even a book is in direct opposition from what many tv/movie and book critics want. Not all though. Found a really good review in Newsweek by a professional film critic, David Ansen that more or less sums up what I adored about the movie, how I watched it, why I can't stop playing with it in my head - without giving all its secrets away:
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15338103/site/newsweek/
By the way, The Prestige has gotten 77 positive reviews and 28 negative ones. Proving something I keep getting reminded of, that like it or not as the internet slogan goes our mileage will
It occurs to me that we see different things when we look at something, even something as absurdly simple as a flower. A botantist for example may see where the flower came from, how it is clearly a hyrbid, and think about its history - it's filla. Which flowers or breeds of flowers it descended from, how it pollinates. A flower judge, someone who breeds flowers for a living - may look at it and think this flower doesn't work, the stem is wrong, the petals are off-color, the head is too big or they may think, it's too similar to so many breeds, easy and unworthy of their time, or depending on the flower - that it is brilliant, rare, new breed of color, and the most perfect flower they've seen. While the child, a little girl, might think flower pretty, Mommy will like it and I'll give it to her for her birthday.
But it isn't just education or knowledge of something that affects our perspective, it is emotion, what we are going through at this moment in time, even how big we are or what our bodies look like.
( Read more... )