W_Z wrote:
This movie is like being trapped in a cafe after a long night full of people who were binge drinking and smoking dope, and you being the only one who just came in for coffee and possibly some early morning music. You're surrounded by self-indulgent weirdos who have spent just as much time synchronizing their outfits to be as avant garde as possible as they have getting themselves fucked up...and then talk about a movie.
for anyone who has watched a stanley kubrick movie, most of them share one thing in common: they are almost impossibly cryptic in their symbolism. the narrative should make sense, and is usually simple. but the colors, lighting, random props, etc., always will give someone the false idea that they all "mean something". kubrick was a photographer, and photographers have an eagle eye, and a vision. kubrick was a visionary more than a storyteller.
so now we have "the shining" which is a vivid, stark, disturbing, and terrifying film...and like a lot of kubrick's films in the 60's and 70's, it's got a lot of free time to spend on camera shots and atmosphere. this film is long on atmosphere. that's mainly why it works.
but this documentary is about all of those insufferable theories that people who have too much time on their hands and not enough common sense to think they've really cracked the case on "what the shining is REALLY about". I can just picture any one of these people...from the smug know-it-all filmmaker convinced the film is really about the "faked" moon landing to the annoying tittering guy who watched "the shining" both forward and backward at the same time...coming up to you at a bar, glass of imported beer in hand, and saying, "Do you want to know what 'The Shining' is REALLY about?"
at my most polite, i'd walk away and hopefully never see them again.
While it's fun to break down movies and stories and paintings...there is always a line to be drawn as to what's entertaining and thought provoking...and what is just a downright waste of time.
the most interesting parts of the film are when you're just watching clips of the film, and i think to myself..."you know i'd really like to watch this again." and never ever do any of these "theories" come to mind...they are so far a reach sometimes that it becomes comical about halfway through. but they are so damn sure of themselves, PROUD of themselves and their little secret...that it almost starts to remind me of listening to a sunday school sermon where all the little minions are nodding their heads at teacher, saying "yes, now we know the truth."
at least the film's director doesn't agree with any of the theories and himself believes the film to be a study of human condition, family condition, descent into madness...which is all the film is about.
everything else gutted from these lunatics' minds, that should all be committed to a high security sanitarium, is purely self-indulgent drivel that just reminds me how annoying the human race can be...because we're just so in love with ourselves.
i do have to admit, though, watching the film backward and forward at the same time may actually be worth doing. i'd certainly rather do that than subject myself to this ever again.
A direct shot at Darko.