I noticed quite a few visitors seem to exit my blog after reading the page "Lost In Translation". I went there to read it, and it occurred to me that it was not a full blown review of the movie, and perhaps with a title that sophisticated I should've written something with a little more punch.
But since that night I've seen quite a few movies, and not on the dvd. Actually at the theater. The most recent flick, I caught "De-Lovely" last night at the super cinema. It was in #15, the 15th theater, a smaller screening towards the back of the complex. Some person actually was pounding a code on the door. As if someone would open it. Unlike other screens where you get 15 minutes of movie previews (or in the lingo of the trade: trailers), I walked in ten minutes late, and the movie was already starting. I'm not sure how much I missed, but I figured not much.
I was a bit surprised to find this to be a musical. I was expecting a drama. The movie is about the life of Cole Porter and his wife, who apparently put up with his homosexuality. It has been awhile for me, but I don't recall seeing a movie lately that depicts a man and wife growing old together. Defn. the movie was high on nostalgia but for me, a product of growing in the 80's and 90's I enjoyed watching the sets and just the feel. I could not hearken a memory of listening to Cole Porter's music, just only passing moments in other films. So the movie was a bit more of a piece of history for me, but I imagine if lived in the 50's the movie would hit me a little harder in terms of nostalgia.
As I mentioned I've only come across Porter's music in passing or in random places, but what struck me are the lyrics to the words. Esp. in the context of his life as projected in this film. Defn. the man's use of words would easily pit him ahead of many of today's lyricists and song writers. To be quite frank, I never did "get" into his music, and as I watched Kevin Kline as Porter give life to the man, the music seems to grow on the audience. Perhaps because the songs are on celluloid, wax, whatever medium, the "soul" of the music was lost to me. But seeing Porter's life on film and watching his passion as portrayed by Kline, I gained and empathy for his music. Porter teaches a young actor how to sing one of his songs, and its is deeply moving as he toys with this actors feelings. There is a vulnerabliltiy in this scene. The actor/singer must pull within him feelings that perhaps we keep locked up too much. And only then does the song work.
I've wanted to write love letters with that kind of passion and intensity. I thought, yeah, how you sing that song, is what I've been attempting to write, periodically in my life. (I am the potential novelist, writer slacker who has not put much pen to paper.)
Well at first I thought the film to be ironic, a film that features the film industry, but Porter also lived in Paris, worked on Broadway, and we get these lush scenes of early 20th centurly life. If you love historical fiction, this movie is that with a cast of "real" people appearing, from Irving Berlin to Louis B. Mayer. Ashley Judd is a marvel to watch, and Kevin Kline is magnificent. There are some great musical moments, one of my favorite musical pieces is Porter receiving advice from L. B. Mayer on the type of music he wishes him to write. At first Porter seems to grow angry and then as he walks away from Mayer he turns to us, breaks the 4th wall and gives us the sage advice from his childhood. His mother told him to be a clown, and thus begins a whimsical dance number.
A Week Gone By
Yikes, I almost lost this long rambling blog. Well, work has been keeping me busy, its now Saturday, and I need to do stuff for work. But I am thinking of going to a chess tournament, and see if I can get in.