Saturday, October 25, 2003

hell i suppose theres alot more places you can go with it too... i layed awake for over an hour thinking about some of the relations in the film. take the irony of the Man With No Eyes [who doesnt SPEAK!], and where he shoots Luke... hmm.. someone left an angry message about how Luke couldnt be gay... well... how about how is woman left him, how about how he has to FAKE the picture with women to gain acceptance with the rest of the men, or how Luke seems unaffected by the woman washing the car, and how he doesnt have flashes like the rest of the men in the camp. could it be so far out there to say that Luke is not like everyone else; who are licking the boots of this woman just for memories... selling glances at women in print.. and why everything is a struggle for Luke, how he wont disclose his past, how he yearns to fit in... etc. etc. maybe its just a boring movie about a man fighting with God. maybe its nothing more than a man trying to escape the devil. or just something having to do with death. yes, just death. but there are so many things about the movie that i dont understand... watch it.

kinda like Easy Rider. i watched that one again tonight. the end always gets me. it comes out of no where. i suppose most of the movie doesnt make a hell of alot more sense, even the plot is rather sketchy. i have yet to see the point of showin the opening scenes about the drug deal. instead, it would have made a much more powerful film just assuming these are two normal guys that society cant fathom at its current state [much in the way George's [Jack Nicholson]'s speech iterates]. hell. even George's death isnt very well done. seems like a poor way to get rid of a character used for the commentary in only 2 places. one about the acceptance/rejection of the 60's evolving counterculture; and second to show the lack of effect on a quasi normal person immersed in teh drug culture of the time. remember george questions the weed, gives the answers people popularly assume should deter those from drugs, and still nothing happens to him BECAUSE of the drugs. instead it is the mask of the entire subculture that brings about his death. something --- i stress again--- could have been done in much better ways... like the scene in the dinner... very good. the trip sequence in the graveyard is out of place, and so is the whole shitty 8mm filming sequence that precurses it. just artistic crap. especially the various fades and pans used in the film... nothing more than for art's sake. but the scenery is beautiful for most of the movie. i guess that doesnt make up for the entire lack of plot [other than a druggy road trip]. but it came out at roughly the same time as Cool Hand Luke. both use a very distinct and cliched subculture to make their commentaries about greater society. just some parts of them do it better than others. especially flamming motorcycles shooting across a field. what does that prove again? anyway. watch them both. think about them more than just the pretty pictures. youll realize a few more things about life than you ever cared to notice before thinkin of it that way.

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