irreversible
gosh its been so long. see I didn't feel like I should post about 'jackass 2' and I really haven't seen anything worth mentioning in a while. and then I saw a movie this past weekend that jarred me to the bones. it frieghtened me more than anything. ever. ever. it disturbed me more than any movie. it has changed my perception about tranquil life. forever. it has convinced me that monica bellucci is one of the greatest actresses of our time.
irreversible is shown in reverse, the ending to the begining. in a day in the life of a beautiful french woman and her boyfriend, who end up going to a party with her ex boyfriend who she is friends with but who obviously is still in love with her, and the ramifications of leaving a party early without the men at her side.
this movie has been talked about a lot, because of the hard to watch, hard to stomach rape scene. what is disturbing about it is also what is smart about it, it is all one long shot. you have to watch it all. it consumes you. there is no music, just him grunting and her crying, her forceful desparate crying. it gave me chills. I twice almost got up from my friends couch and walked out. I told him to turn it down. my other friend and I closed our eyes and plugged our ears. it was the most horrible thing to see. because in the hand held camera style, the voyeristic style of this movie, we were there. witnessing it. and we couldn't do a thing about it. it was so brutal. and heartbreaking. this scene gave me nightmares for days; I slept with a chair pushed against my door all weekend long. it made me check under my bed for strange men, named la tenia.
that underground tunnel was long and dark. the only visible light source was from overhead hanging lamps that cast eerie shadows. her bright red dress all ripped up was so shocking on the dirty walkway. the part where he beats her up. and the camera never looks away. so. hard. to. watch.
what I liked was how it started, very disorineted, very topsy turvy, loud screeching music. what you don't know yet, is the two men are looking for the man who beat and raped their girl. they are actually drunk and high. the camera work is lopsided and dioriented to give the effect of anger, adrenaline and alcohol pumping through you. they run through a dirty, dark, gay men's club searching for a man called la tenia. they find this person, OR its been debated that its not him, but you cannot tell because its so dark. and they beat the living shit out of this guy. culminating in smashing his face in with a fire extinguisher. you are appalled. then you see the event leading up to that. all the while working backwards....
I liked they way the story played out. I loved the camera work. I really liked the story. I just am forever messed up. because its a year later, and I still sleep with a chair under my bed. but I remember everything about that movie. everything. it sticks with you.
irreversible is shown in reverse, the ending to the begining. in a day in the life of a beautiful french woman and her boyfriend, who end up going to a party with her ex boyfriend who she is friends with but who obviously is still in love with her, and the ramifications of leaving a party early without the men at her side.
this movie has been talked about a lot, because of the hard to watch, hard to stomach rape scene. what is disturbing about it is also what is smart about it, it is all one long shot. you have to watch it all. it consumes you. there is no music, just him grunting and her crying, her forceful desparate crying. it gave me chills. I twice almost got up from my friends couch and walked out. I told him to turn it down. my other friend and I closed our eyes and plugged our ears. it was the most horrible thing to see. because in the hand held camera style, the voyeristic style of this movie, we were there. witnessing it. and we couldn't do a thing about it. it was so brutal. and heartbreaking. this scene gave me nightmares for days; I slept with a chair pushed against my door all weekend long. it made me check under my bed for strange men, named la tenia.
that underground tunnel was long and dark. the only visible light source was from overhead hanging lamps that cast eerie shadows. her bright red dress all ripped up was so shocking on the dirty walkway. the part where he beats her up. and the camera never looks away. so. hard. to. watch.
what I liked was how it started, very disorineted, very topsy turvy, loud screeching music. what you don't know yet, is the two men are looking for the man who beat and raped their girl. they are actually drunk and high. the camera work is lopsided and dioriented to give the effect of anger, adrenaline and alcohol pumping through you. they run through a dirty, dark, gay men's club searching for a man called la tenia. they find this person, OR its been debated that its not him, but you cannot tell because its so dark. and they beat the living shit out of this guy. culminating in smashing his face in with a fire extinguisher. you are appalled. then you see the event leading up to that. all the while working backwards....
I liked they way the story played out. I loved the camera work. I really liked the story. I just am forever messed up. because its a year later, and I still sleep with a chair under my bed. but I remember everything about that movie. everything. it sticks with you.
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