It was... thematically richer than I expected? XD More imaginatively coherent than physically coherent, a bit Terry Gilliams's Baron Munchausen-ish. (Also I kept hearing this Suzanne Vega song in my head...) Stuns one into submission with an excess of sound and vision, though, making it difficult for POWERZ OF OVER-ANALYSIS to activate. XD
Also I think I've watched too many Epic (Fandom) Event movies with "actually we shot this scene but if we'd left it in the final cut would've been five hours long" plotholes, because I'm getting too good at spotting and mentally filling in said blanks - it's almost its own filmic language at this point.
My sister informs me there may be spoilers in the comments section of this post. XD
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I spent this last weekend doing blissfully nothing, for value of "nothing" equals "mud masking and reading We The Living". Basically I read Ayn Rand for moe value, it's a literary guilty pleasure at this point. XD What I keep hearing is that there's going to be an Atlas Shrugged movie with Angelina Jolie as Dagny, and hey, BRING IT.
Objectively (hahaha) speaking We The Living may be her best novel as there is 100x less speechifying and not much to argue in her portrayal of Soviet Russia, though critics thought otherwise in the 1930s.
Also I think I've watched too many Epic (Fandom) Event movies with "actually we shot this scene but if we'd left it in the final cut would've been five hours long" plotholes, because I'm getting too good at spotting and mentally filling in said blanks - it's almost its own filmic language at this point.
My sister informs me there may be spoilers in the comments section of this post. XD
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I spent this last weekend doing blissfully nothing, for value of "nothing" equals "mud masking and reading We The Living". Basically I read Ayn Rand for moe value, it's a literary guilty pleasure at this point. XD What I keep hearing is that there's going to be an Atlas Shrugged movie with Angelina Jolie as Dagny, and hey, BRING IT.
Objectively (hahaha) speaking We The Living may be her best novel as there is 100x less speechifying and not much to argue in her portrayal of Soviet Russia, though critics thought otherwise in the 1930s.