Brandon has serious man-love for Jason Statham, and we both like Guy Ritchie films in general, so we had some high hopes for Revolver, even though B warned me it was going to be weird. Understatement of the freakin millennium. I still have no idea wtf happened. Don't get me wrong - I love weird. I gravitate towards weird. I normally eat it up with a spoon. However, "weird" doesn't have to mean "complete clusterfuck." Mostly I was just bored. There was so much going on that I couldn't focus very well and kept zoning out. My feelings echo the Rotten Tomatoes consensus: "In attempting to meld his successful previous formulas with philosophical musings, Guy Ritchie has produced an incoherent misfire." I just could not connect on any level.
Brandon thinks I was not in the right frame of mind because I wasn't expecting that sort of thing from Ritchie so it took me off guard. He said he liked it, but is not sure what he saw, "and I don't think I am upset by that." He can see why people hated it, but he found it intriguing in the same way he finds David Lynch movies. I agree with his point that in general most people hate Guy Ritchie for one reason or another, but if Lynch's name were on that movie they would have loved it. He thought it was an interesting descent into madness and enjoyed the fact that the [spoiler] question of what was real and what was not was never answered. [/spoiler] Overall, he didn't love it or hate it but was intrigued by it.
The only thing we really agreed on about it was the cast. We both loved Andre 3000 in it (is that guy EVER not super charming??), Statham was as good as ever, and Ray Liotta was a bit over the top as he always is.
Tonight: Synecdoche, New York. This one should be eccentric but in a much more Jen-friendly way.
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