In this film, he indulged to the extreme what he wanted to do, what his fans liked, and those who hated him hated. Together with all those who are self-righteous and smug, but do not know that they carry a lot of bad taste and bad taste.
Why it prevented me from entering the play:
Looking at it separately, first of all, this is a good book, the heaviest, least narcissistic, deepest proposition of all his scripts so far, and the entry point is also very unique.
Secondly, this is a very good photographic work, with close-ups of people above the neck, close-ups of still lifes, super symmetrical composition, and a lot of low-camera use, creating a lot of cramped and flat poster-like spaces. Countless imitations and gorgeous shots that pay tribute to the King of Sunglasses.
Once again, as Uncle Blasphemy said, the stunning level of costumes, props, and scenery in this film is unparalleled.
In the end, it's a fact that actors work hard, no matter what it seems to me.
In short, his own artistic sense, artistic expression, screenwriting skills, and all the talents have overflowed in this film. But when these are all added together, the first advantage is always squeezed, that is, the meaning of the script is squeezed by these fancy costumes, and these coats make the core of the movie infinitely empty and frivolous.
I felt like I was watching Dolan's fetish show from start to finish, not enjoying the story for even a minute, and the only thing I had to say was the scene where Lawrence called his mom and cried.
Of course, after seriously complaining about it all, I'm still willing to give a standing ovation and watch it for a reason other than being a "Dolan lover": it's a messed up movie. But in a way it's the most concentrated display of Dolan's lucrative artistic talent, and in my opinion, this is what he's really doing. It was the beginning of the general audience finding that they could start secretly betting on this director.
If his future is destined to be extraordinary, then sooner or later he will have to leave the subject he is familiar with, internalize his passion and experience, break through the barriers of his mother, truly participate in broader issues, and reflect on the society he is concerned about. Group, see its own limitations.
Sure enough, in "Mummy", I saw Dolan who was restrained and restrained, and Dolan who lamented that he was like a forty-year-old old man's heart.
I believe that there are still many people who still stubbornly believe that he is still just a movie ticket clown who is more fortunate than others. But so far, it is obvious to all that his place in the whirlpool of Vanity Fair has gradually become clear. I don't want to say how much the art world's historical "worship of old age" and "no genius in the world" adds to how careful everyone (myself) is when evaluating young talent. Get rid of those frivolous personal attacks. For now, I have said all the good things that I like, and those I don't like but respect the bad. Either way, it's good for him.
PS: The first three minutes of this film are so awesome. No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel like a cow.
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