The least Meryl Streep I’ve ever seen Meryl Streep.
Under the extravaganza and showmanship of a Baz Luhrmann movie, there's a consistent thread: tragedy. It's buried beneath the excess and seemingly at odds with the giddy coloring, but the inevitability of death hangs over his characters. It's never a surprise, it's preordained, it's accepted, it's their lot.
It's freeing, in a way, because Baz focuses on the fullness of life before its end. I think his ideology tracks back to the quote that now adorns his production company's logo:…
I’m begging you, make the tagline: “Rejected by 18 Film Festivals.”
The power of storytelling— accentuated by the long takes at switchboards and radios and, occasionally, black screens. Conversation is king, over the visual aspects, but the shots aren’t slacking. That tracking shot gave me such a thrill, especially because you knew it was a low budget movie; but where so many people use that as an excuse, here they used their restraints to get creative.
Shot on RED Dragon at 2000 ISO.
“The Bat and the Cat. It’s got a nice ring.”
Yes, yes it does. It’s the most interesting relationship in the whole of Gotham City, sorry Joker, and Zöe Kravitz and Robert Pattinson knock it out of the park. All the cast did, really, and all the various film departments too. The Batman is an incredible testament to all of the elements— script, direction, acting, set design, cinematography, sound, music, etc., etc.— presented in a unified, grimy, rainy, and realistic front. This is classy— this is cinema!