Synecdoche, NY was a little too jumbled for me. I thought Charlie Kauffman, who wrote and directed the film, took Shakespeare's words (All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players) a little too literally. What I didn't understand is why some ideas were driven so forcefully (we get it, Caden's life falls apart after Adele and Olive leaves and maybe even a little before but it really becomes tragic after they leave and everything he does afterwards is really to fill their void, hence he marries Claire and they conceive another child, but it doesn't work and the play he writes becomes his life until he and the play are intrinsic with one another, defining and defined by each other.), but why are some of the details left so open ended and abstract? Why does Hazel live in a burning house? What does Olive mean to the entire film? Where does his homosexuality come from? Overall, I thought that it was a meaningful film.
Chunking Express and In the Mood for Love were amazing. I won't overwhelm you with a bunch of non-descriptive extolments, but I will tell you that when I watch these two films, I want to weep. I want to weep with sadness, beauty, appreciation, and love. Appreciation that works like these exist in the world and that such beauty, pain, and love can be captured. His video montages make me uncomfortable, but happy at the same time -it is such a strange and wonderful feeling. I want to be like each of his characters - strong and courageous. I am going to watch 2046 next week.
When Greg gets the time I really want him to download some Andy Warhol films for me. I feel so dumb and wasteful for watching these films now, at the age of 23. So behind everyone else, but my growth and rebellions have always come a little later than the rest of my peers.
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