Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Death in Love

I wish I could talk intelligently about Death in Love, but I can’t. I only saw the first five minutes, which had some of the sickest stuff I’ve ever seen in a movie. Not knowing how long this would go on, I left. To be fair, I ran into some people coming out and they said they liked it, so either the movie got better or we didn’t share the same tastes. But if you’re sensitive to explicit sex or vividly graphic blood or how the two unite in twisted sexual perversion, skip this movie, at least the first five minutes of it.

That happens at Sundance sometimes. They like movies on the edge. It’s just that their edge is a lot farther from the middle than mine.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

I did stay past the first five minutes. Yakin created a film that intelligent people will be talking about for years. He pushes the envelope on the artform and on what is and is not allowed in our cultural expression. Not at all entertaining, this film is honest in the extreme. It is a film years ahead of its time, and in time will be understood as such.

8:17 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

You may be right, that intelligent people will be talking about this for years--if they ever see it. We both know that this movie will struggle to find big screens. Maybe as a cult DVD for fetishists? And perhaps two other comments are in order:

1. It is not difficult to make a movie that "pushes the envelope," when you're not worried about entertainment value. Consider Andy Warhol's 1963 Sleep. Five hours of a man sleeping. No academy awards.

2. Nor is it hard to be honest, especially when you're not compelled to entertain. Showing Jeffrey Dahlmer at his work may be honest, but like so many of life's perversities, is better left unseen.

5:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've read the script and though I liked talking with Boaz Yakin, there is something very disturbing about a message of no hope. I don't call this entertaining nor groundbreaking.
Perhaps Boaz was too influenced by his Israeli wife who does have some serious issues.
It may work for the pretentious people at Sundance, however the intelligent, creative, forward thinking minds out there will be appalled at the lack of any saving grace here.
I think it would be best if this one was just washed far away so no one else will have to suffer through it.
It's always astonishing to me how
one man's poison can be called another's art. The same genius that
creates such a mess can also be a cruel waste of time.

12:42 PM  

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