Tuesday, July 31, 2012

The Skin I Live In

Spain   Almodovar

This guy's done some sick shit in his long career but this one tops them all. He's a darling of the New York trendy crowd and can count on sparkling reviews in the NY Times, New Yorker, New York Magazine, etc. I've never understood why. Granted he uses bright colors and for quite a while has commanded large enough budgets to get his vision on the screen...but what a vision,

Matador, Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down, Dark Habits, Law of Desire. He's like the Lou Reed of filmmaking...wildly over-praised because he takes on oh so outre topics. So forbidden...so on the edge. He has a continuing interest in bondage...another leisure activity that escapes me.

Well this time he went over the edge and fell into the fetid swamp of his own imagination. This one was truly cruel, not cool. He should have his mind washed out with soap.

2 ( solely for production values and the solid performances he was able to elicit from skilled players who had to wallow in this mess)

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