The delicate work with the camera, the subtleties of lighting, the commitment of the actors to their roles were all really top-notch. I'd certainly give it 5 out of 5 just for the intro material (a brilliant and underplayed homage, of course, to the artist formerly known as Tom Cruise, now known as Tom "What the Fuck is Wrong With You, You Are Crazier Than Batshit" Cruise). And I haven't even mentioned the soundtrack. But of course, it is the final sequences that determine the quality of a film - the question only "Can this work continue to deliver on this level?" - and this film came through admirably. After a great deal of time wondering just who was behind the camera (a reverse, of course, of the Blair Witch Project), we become, ourselves, the film-makers. The tension bewteen the actors, the anticipation leading up to the finale (the musical reference necessary, as this is certainly moved into the realm of the operatic, where the classic Aristotelian classification of "climax" in the action of the play is no longer adequate or appropriate) - all were handled perfectly, and the viewer then must leave the scene reluctantly, aware of so much more that could be revealed.
Here's hoping for Part II, Son of Whatever That Was! by CJS
I laughed, I cried, it became a part of me. I found myself asking, "How could a film be so concrete and succinct, yet leave so much to interpretation?"
For days after my first viewing, I found myself pondering the film's inner meaning, and how it applies to my life. Words cannot describe the comfort of having this deep understanding to guide me in my daily affairs.
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The delicate work with the camera, the subtleties of lighting, the commitment of the actors to their roles were all really top-notch. I'd certainly give it 5 out of 5 just for the intro material (a brilliant and underplayed homage, of course, to the artist formerly known as Tom Cruise, now known as Tom "What the Fuck is Wrong With You, You Are Crazier Than Batshit" Cruise). And I haven't even mentioned the soundtrack. But of course, it is the final sequences that determine the quality of a film - the question only "Can this work continue to deliver on this level?" - and this film came through admirably. After a great deal of time wondering just who was behind the camera (a reverse, of course, of the Blair Witch Project), we become, ourselves, the film-makers. The tension bewteen the actors, the anticipation leading up to the finale (the musical reference necessary, as this is certainly moved into the realm of the operatic, where the classic Aristotelian classification of "climax" in the action of the play is no longer adequate or appropriate) - all were handled perfectly, and the viewer then must leave the scene reluctantly, aware of so much more that could be revealed.
Here's hoping for Part II, Son of Whatever That Was!
by CJS
I laughed, I cried, it became a part of me. I found myself asking, "How could a film be so concrete and succinct, yet leave so much to interpretation?"
For days after my first viewing, I found myself pondering the film's inner meaning, and how it applies to my life. Words cannot describe the comfort of having this deep understanding to guide me in my daily affairs.
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