Adapt.a..t...i....o.....n
I saw adaptation last night for the first time. I was trying to stay away from the movie simply because of my odd hatred for Spike Spiegel Jonze (I read some articles featuring him and he just comes off as a jackass with some sort of gifted approach to things.) But, besides that I have issues with anyone who is succesful artisticly who was born or brought up in the lap of wealth. But, that's another issue for another time. So right back to the movie write-up. I thought the beginning was awesome, like the first hour was unstoppable. *Apachi Chief wasn't having it and I think she fell asleep but I didn't care. It was the first time I had dinner while watching a movie in ten months. We sat and ate chinese food and watched a movie with our feet up on the bed. It felt like 5 years ago.
General observations of brilliance (well mild genius)
- Did anyone notice that you stopped thinking Nick Cage was both Charlie and Donald like half way through the movie...I just forgot he was both and focused on the duel peronas
- The car crashes were just awesome!
- I really liked the voice overs even the movie made introspective attempt to denounce it self (it's like you can almost see the movie really taking on the peronslaity of Charlie as he's writing it...explanation in next point...well a Bret explanation anyway)
- The cyclical value. For lack of a better term, the cyclical value was immense. Probably the most beautiful thing about the movie was watchin it unravel within itself. Watching it destruct itself and birth itself and kill itself and torture itself. It was intense. It was so intense I lost feeling for most of it and became a little numb to it. Like watching a spiral inside a spiral.
- The two different orchid shots. Beginning "ghost", and Streep "ghost"
- The drugs scenes were brilliant. We've all done stupid things on drugs and can identify with it. I think drugs have really been getting examined well in the last ten years in movies.
- The alligator eating the guy was awesome too!
- The river of insecurities within every character was identifiable and touching though oddly perverted
The badness
- The swamp
- The theatre scene with that guy who kept saying "fuck". I mean obviously Charlie would have never stood to ask a question. He didn't appear desperate enough.
- The Seminoles
- The hair kept making me sick
- The last hour of guns, cars, and drugs...what? Why? Who cared?
- The flowers, Spike was sniffing the same crap and forgot about something that made me lose touch...I don't know what it was he forgot but it wasn't there after a little while.
- The ending with the daisies
So yeah that was that...I also watched the hours the other week and thought it was brilliant! Meryl is on a roll....
