Koko: Two hours of quiet brilliance immolated by twelve hundred seconds of transcendent beauty, immolated and offered. This movie ends with a palinode better even than the one in Troilus and Criseyde--and that medieval masterpiece had a pandering uncle. Besides, I didn't cry after reading Chaucer. I'm twenty-eight and fanatically unsentimental, and after watching Casey Affleck shame his degenerate shithead older brother, I cried like a little bitch, he moved me so. A visual fugue worth more than two, or ten, or ten thousand sentences on this random collection of close readings and literary quirks.Slothrop: This movie teaches us that poetry doesn't work on whores. Which is why J-LO dumped Ben. My guess is she had it bad for Casey. Some men's lives just don't turn out like planned, I suppose.
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