Some how this snuck out today. And now my mind is blow that is has been 16 years since “1965” and I never stopped listening to that record.
Oh yeah….I definately feel like I’m in some sort of zone….a dangerous one…
The best part about this show is, amongst all the brilliant acting and gun-ho directing, that it allows for the difference between “What where you thinking?” and “What the fuck is wrong with you?” to be devastating.
This is real. Real awesome.
Well shit Lorde, if you’re going to write amazing pop songs AND cover the ‘mats then I guess I have to be a fan don’t I?
I have never heard anyone else say it so I will go ahead and do so. Sophia Coppola is one of my favorite directors. Five features in and the worst thing I can say about any one movie is that “I liked it”. ”Lost In Translation” has aged the least well, but it still holds the charm of it’s cast enough to be a good film. ”Somewhere” functions as a better dreamy slice of life than “Lost…” while her debut “The Virgin Suicides” and the unfairly maligned “Marie Antoinette” are both brilliant and gorgeous films about teenagers. You don’t get those very often, let alone twice from the same film maker.
"The Bling Ring" falls somewhere in the middle of my like scale. It’s a ripe subject to explore, the true story of modern teens who used the internet to figure out celebrities schedules and then broke into their houses. (As an aside, it’s shocking how many famous people leave doors unlocked, stars they are just like us!) The film does two things boldly and well, the most significant is to treat the kids are complex people with various reasons for doing these crimes. Coppola isn’t hear to judge, she just wants to watch and learn.
The second aspect is linked to the first, in that Coppola often films scenes from far away shots, sometimes partially obstructed and sometimes through security cameras. We get to learn a bit about these kids, but it comes slowly. Instead of exposition telling us who these characters are we get telling bits of confession dropped into very ordinary sounding discussions.
I found the bits seen from a webcam’s view to be odd and pulled me out of the flow of the movie. This can be dangerous with a film maker who so relies on a rhythmic, detached style of observation. But Coppola never lacks empathy and her camera, more restless than ever here, allows right minded viewers to combine their gaze and hers, instead of just being pointed right at everything. I liked the movie, I love Sophia.