No idea who this guy was.
I love Steven Soderbergh. Even though The Good German and Ocean’s Thirteen were both hugely disappointing, I’ve been looking forward to Che being the film(s) that will set him back on track. When I saw that the Mayan was going to be screening a both films back to back for a more than epic 4.5 hours I had to go see it. I didn’t even flinch at the length because it honestly doesn’t bother me. I’ve been known to spend entire 8+ hour days theater hopping and on a few occasions I’ve watched certain movies twice in a row, the longest being Once Upon a Time in the West at a whopping 6 hours. Of course, this made the constant complaints about the length from the people sitting around me even more annoying. You know what you got yourselves into, please shut up.
Do you ever have those moments when you’re watching a film where you can’t put your finger on what it is that’s not working for you? That was me through the entire second half of Henry Selick’s gorgeously animated adaptation of Neil Gaiman’s book Coraline. It’s a shame, because up until that point I had been sucked in completely. There were even a couple of moments where I caught myself, mouth wide open, staring up at the screen. No, I didn’t see this in 3-D because, frankly, I don’t give a damn about that headache-inducing gimmick. 2-D works just fine for the rich, atmospheric, and beautifully crafted world that is presented to us. Given that, it’s fairly obvious that my problems with the film are not with the visuals.