Oscar madness is in the air. Luckily, I never watch awards shows, unless I feel like yakking in the litter box. But I did see two movies nominated in the best film category: Brokeback Mountain and Capote. In the spirit of the Academy Awards, here’s a movie review doubleshot.<\/p>\n
Brokeback Mountain<\/strong> NOTE: To the ninety-year-old couple who left during the pup-tent love scene, that was as rough as the love got. Next time, give it a few more minutes before running for the hills.<\/p>\n Pluses: Verdict: DVD rental is fine. Matinee if you must see it now.<\/p>\n Capote<\/strong> Phillip Hoffman gave a great performance. He was Capote. As such, if I ever meet Mr. Hoffman, I’m kicking him to the curb for drinking all my gin. True words, his performance was so good, it compensated for the lack of a plot, story, or theme.<\/p>\n A sample page from the screenplay.<\/p>\n Scene 1: INT – APARTMENT – DAY Capote: This is ruining me. <\/p>\n Scene 2: INT – APARTMENT – NIGHT Capote: Oh, oh, oh. I’m ruined.<\/p>\n Inspiration strikes. He types a few sentences, and reads his words in a low voice.<\/p>\n Capote: I’m a genius. Time for a drink.<\/p>\n Verdict: DVD purchase for the performance. Punch Mr. Hoffman only if you must.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Oscar madness is in the air. Luckily, I never watch awards shows, unless I feel like yakking in the litter box. But I did see two movies nominated in the best film category: Brokeback Mountain and Capote. In the spirit of the Academy Awards, here’s a movie review doubleshot. Brokeback Mountain Based on Annie Proulx’s […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10623","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-movie-reviews"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10623","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10623"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10623\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10623"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10623"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.samhilliard.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10623"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nBased on Annie Proulx’s story, this drama captures twenty years of two men’s sad and very confused lives. First thought: their sexuality made them neither confused nor sad; it was the fact they lived near Riverton, Texas in the 60’s and drank so damn much Wild Turkey. Honestly, pairing a sex addicted alcoholic, who craves committment but can’t possibly with a tight-lipped good old boy, who fears committment but is relatively monogamous, could only lead to disaster. Thank you. Come again.<\/p>\n
\n1) Good performances. Good casting.
\n2) Excellent dialog. Probably the largest concentration of great one-liners of any theatrical release this year.
\n3) Magnificient cinematography. How tight were the visuals? I wanted to hop the next train to Wyoming.<\/p>\n
\nTruman Capote is the sort of guy I would have ejected from a dinner party after he drank all my gin. A brilliant, possibly genius writer? Absolutely. Insipid pain in the ass to be around? I say, “Yes, sir!”<\/p>\n
\nCapote sits at typewriter, bottle in hand. Empty gin bottles surround the desk. Pages litter the floor. He rips a page from the typewriter, tearing it to shreds.<\/p>\n
\nMore pages, more empty bottles. Same Capote at the desk with the typewriter.<\/p>\n