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Thursday, September 15, 2005

Crash

It shoots straight to the top of my "best movies of all time" list. Or somewhere around there. I've never been able to pick favorites.
Crash, the provocative, beautiful, unexpected, inspirationally charactarized, intense, and damnedly realistic. I cannot give enough credit to it. It is insane.

And the themes were all my kind. Very well portrayed. The dialogue was succulent.

I can never say very profound things in recognition of very profound things; I find myself floundering in my stinky attempt at giving something its lyrical due. Unfortunately, although this movie inspired much introspective thought, and definitely is worth an ode or two, there is nothing sufficiently poetic that comes to mind--not now anyway.
And since I've got a memory shot full of holes, I cannot give you a sneaker of any wonderful portion of script. Perhaps it's all well because I wouldn't be able to pick a favorite line anyway.

But yes. That's all. Thank you.

3 comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

haha, it's funny, you're so wordy. I remember watching this about six months ago..My version of a movie review or gush for that matter was...this movie rocked! and something along the lines of..this movie made me think. :)
It was incredibly real though, I just didn't like how they still managed to keep the muslims slightly insane.
but that's just my conspiracy theory side being biased.

9/16/2005 9:19 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Since the grapevine staff stopped rating movies in the Family, I think people should take it on themselves to recommend movies for others.

I'm sure all the homes are like, "Well, should we see this movie? It goes along with Shooting Straight No. 47 paragraph 69 but not 96....hmmmm."
And this is when the internet is bloody convenient.

Florence, seriously, you should start reviewing films.--even the bad ones. You got the skill (we can do this together), probably have better reviews then the one-paragraph,
A man and a boy
This is a story about a man and a boy. They meet and affect each other's lives.
Wow, sounds deep.

Of course, you'd have to have a clear Family perspective ie politically correct. Personally, I don't see you detering from that, especially if you're talking about movies.

Who's going to recommend movies to you? Me, of course!

Great review. Althought you praise the film to high heavens you don't give the readers a clue what it's about.
It's damnedly realistic and the themes are kind.
Uh huh.

Fav line: It's the sense of touch. Any great city you walk, people brush past you; they bump into you. In L.A. nobody touches you.--we're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash to each other just so we can feel something.

9/16/2005 9:28 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

Yeah...I wish there was a rating system. Seriously makes my job as movie committee a LOT easier!
Yeah MASH that's my FAVORITE LINE! There we go I wish I remembered it word for word.

9/16/2005 4:55 PM  

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