I understand the fascination. In the strictest sense of popular cinema this is indeed something that doesn't play out often. A through-and-through vile & enticing auteureal work with every department calibrated to the metaphorical finesse of the T. Breaking it down, it is the story of two messed up people (one of them a murderer) who by the end have an unspoken/semi-unspoken agreement to continue living together.
But I wonder what social context are this movie's events grounded in? I ask…
Everything that is pent up inside finds release in a downward spiral of destruction. The gravity felt in that plunge of terminal velocity has to open the eyes with a start.
A lullaby of spoken words awaits at the end for one who has been away from home for too long.
Happy Birthday, Robert Pattinson.
Society can be so disgusting when it dissuades you, insidiously, from what you love most. It's so so cruel.
So can love not survive it?
Perhaps it can. But just as memory or "abstractly, serenely.........a complete vision of all that he had missed", as Scorsese puts it. Cinema at its most heartbreakingly poetic.
Just say I'm old fashioned. That should be enough. Says Newland Archer to his son as old memories of his age of innocence come rushing in —…
