Saturday, October 4, 2014
"Gone Girl" and Nancy Grace
It was a stinker.
The premise promised interest, as it could have been a good story line, and the reviews convinced me to do what I have not done in years: go to a movie theater. Perhaps the reviews 'set me up' for the disappointment, or, perhaps more so, it was the "GWTW Night" we had with the kids recently, where intermission, fun snacks, and the art of cinematic beauty and thespian artistry was on full display in all its glory.
A woman goes missing and her husband is the obvious suspect with transparent 'acting' (like watching wood move and talk) was met with transparent writing. The shortened sentences ("one liners") included body parts just enough to satisfy junior high need for imbecilic yet embarrassed chuckle. (This is worse than 50 Shades of Humiliation imposed upon American teenagers who will, for a season, think billionaires in private helicopters are going to pick them up for first dates, and use pain to derive pleasure).
The Scott Peterson underline met with the Nancy Grace cartoonish caricature was rivaled by the gratuitous sex scenes that are demanded by today's dumbed down audience. Even the most hardened of Hollywood critics recognize that the post "code era" of Hollywood, in the 30's, forced writers (and actors) to become suggestive, deepening the weight of artistic value, as the actor (and the camera!) is forced to greater heights of influence. (I do like the short, pre-code movies of the early 30's, even the B status still holds some charm). Without gratuitous camera angles, filmmakers were forced to rely upon talent. Today, as immorality is the main star, with all others just a supporting cast, we don't have the same dramatic impact as we did in the Golden era (though who came up with married people in double beds, I do not know). Clara Bow has everything on anyone who calls herself "GaGa."
2 hours and 25 minutes later, having used the iPhone to read news stories and stay awake, the audience stood up, looked around, and had a palpable feel of disappointment.
For those of you who are fascinated by true crime, and tune in to the Nancy Grace Show, save your hard earned money. Nancy Grace won't take any hits for this one. There was nothing subtle about the portrayal, which, again, is a shame.
Perhaps someone in Hollywood will give us credit for being able to enjoy a moment of quiet understatement.
For those of you who want to see the movie, I'll not spoil it for you. An overabundance of greasy popcorn and Ben Affleck will accomplish that for you.
For those of you who have not had the pleasure of introducing 12-14 year olds to "Gone With the Wind", you're missing a fascinating eye-opening moment in the lives of your youngsters, who are well trained to not think, process, or carefully consider far past LOL.
There was one character that I thought had some cleverness to her: it was the 'billie jean groupie' type, who sought to get a "selfie" from Ben Affleck. Sadly, missing person cases also attack these types of social misfits who seek purpose and 'limelight' even if by the clinging to an infamous person.
The premise was good, the delivery was not.
At least now you know why I stick to Statement Analysis and not movie criticism.
It would be nice if Hollywood could produce a movie that doesn't insult the intelligence.