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2001: a spacey oddity
Dec. 13th, 2005 09:42 amIs it just me or is Stanley Kubrick insanely overrated?
I'll give him A Clockwork Orange, that was a fantastic movie. I even read the book by Anthony Burgess, and Kubrick had excellent source material to work with.
However, Kubrick called Eyes Wide Shut his best movie ever. Double-you Tee Eff? It was terrible. I could barely watch. I had no connection to the characters, no sympathy for their plight, the acting was noxious, the plot contrived and shallow. Who is he kidding?
I didn't care much for Dr. Strangelove, though it had some good ideas which, yes, seem common-place and antiquated now. I didn't find The Shining to be anything special, except in the capacity to spawn an obsessively-repeated cultural quip of "Heeeere's Johnny!"
Here's where my big stink is, where I find the feces festering, where the chafe has set in and I'm ornery. 2001: a space odyssey. This is billed as a masterpiece, one of the best movies ever. I swear, it was the worst piece of pretentious, over-hyped, boring shit. I could barely stay awake. It's as if the whole movie takes place in slow motion. Had it come out today, it would be billed as an art film for aging hippies.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of psychedelics and transcendentalism, deep time, the origins of consciousness, and the projection of that into the future as any aging hippy, but I couldn't imagine finding that movie interesting in any way unless I was spending the evening with my head full of lysergic acid diethylamide. Then, I'm sure it's a hoot and I'll find the answers to life, the universe and everything will be much more than forty-two. But to say this is a masterpiece of filmmaking, I must protest.
That movie fucking sucked. Pardon my French. Which is funny because fuck is from the Middle English, attested in pseudo-Latin fuccant.
So perhaps someone out there can explain why I'm wrong, but until then, I cam going to read Arthur Clarke's book and then adapt my own screenplay for 2001, something that people who aren't acid burnouts can enjoy.
I'll give him A Clockwork Orange, that was a fantastic movie. I even read the book by Anthony Burgess, and Kubrick had excellent source material to work with.
However, Kubrick called Eyes Wide Shut his best movie ever. Double-you Tee Eff? It was terrible. I could barely watch. I had no connection to the characters, no sympathy for their plight, the acting was noxious, the plot contrived and shallow. Who is he kidding?
I didn't care much for Dr. Strangelove, though it had some good ideas which, yes, seem common-place and antiquated now. I didn't find The Shining to be anything special, except in the capacity to spawn an obsessively-repeated cultural quip of "Heeeere's Johnny!"
Here's where my big stink is, where I find the feces festering, where the chafe has set in and I'm ornery. 2001: a space odyssey. This is billed as a masterpiece, one of the best movies ever. I swear, it was the worst piece of pretentious, over-hyped, boring shit. I could barely stay awake. It's as if the whole movie takes place in slow motion. Had it come out today, it would be billed as an art film for aging hippies.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of psychedelics and transcendentalism, deep time, the origins of consciousness, and the projection of that into the future as any aging hippy, but I couldn't imagine finding that movie interesting in any way unless I was spending the evening with my head full of lysergic acid diethylamide. Then, I'm sure it's a hoot and I'll find the answers to life, the universe and everything will be much more than forty-two. But to say this is a masterpiece of filmmaking, I must protest.
That movie fucking sucked. Pardon my French. Which is funny because fuck is from the Middle English, attested in pseudo-Latin fuccant.
So perhaps someone out there can explain why I'm wrong, but until then, I cam going to read Arthur Clarke's book and then adapt my own screenplay for 2001, something that people who aren't acid burnouts can enjoy.
