Month: March 2003 (Page 8 of 8)

Talk to Her

Did you ever go see a movie, and love it, but wonder if there was anyone you could recommend it to? That’s how I felt about Pedro Almodovar’s brilliant “Talk to Her.” It seemed to plug into a part of my brain that I’m not sure anyone else possesses.

Hollywood wouldn’t have touched this thing with a 10-foot pole, and so much the better for audiences. I shudder to think what a conventional neutered American director would have done with a story about two women in comas and the two men who care for them. Almodovar fashions something that is funny, shocking, puzzling, touching, tough and tender all at the same time. You never know quite where it’s going, but you can’t wait to see where you’ll end up when you get there.

I’m not much for writing about plot; I leave that to Roger Ebert, whose reviews seem to be just plot expositions with a minimal amount of criticism thrown on top. But with this movie, I especially don’t want to say anything about what happens. Most of the beauty of this movie is in the evolving relationships, and it’s best to let that unspool on its own.

Recommended? Go see it, and let me know if our brains resemble each other.

Been watching the first season of “Six Feet Under” on DVD and enjoying it immensely. It’s like an Anne Tyler novel come to life. The acting and writing and visual look of it are all outstanding. Plus it’s refreshing to see popular entertainment deal with death and dying, even in SFU’s relatively mild fashion.

Saw Michael C. Hall, who plays gay mortician David Fisher, on Leno last night. He seemed to hold his wedding ring up in front of his face like a shield throughout the interview. Then as he was wrapping up the interview, Leno said, “Nice to meet you. AND NICE TO MEET YOUR WIFE AS WELL.”