Last night my partner-in-crime, Collin, made me venture to the shady streets of Williamsburg to watch a film I've been dying to see. Heartbeats (les amours imaginaires) is the second film from my enemy Xavier Dolan. No I don't know him personally, but any 21 year old who has made two films that have been showcased at the Cannes Film Festival is no friend of mine. What I will say is that he knows how to make a film. Sure there were certain elements that I could do without, such as the weird lighting during the sex scenes, but the dialogue made up for any epileptic shock I was experiencing. Plus the soundtrack is friggin amazing. BANG BANG. Dolan has managed to make characters that speak the way that young'uns speak today. It was very strange because Collin and I both realized we were watching ourselves on screen. We're exactly like the bitch couple, Francis and Marie, and I was hard to watch our images reflected back at us. The story centers around two best friends who happen to fall in love with the same boy, Nicolas. Whether Nico is gay or straight is questionable because he's so friendly, his nature is hard to interpret. Watching Marie and Francis try to figure Nicolas out and fall in love with him in the process, is exactly how people fall in love today. There are no more dates or real courtship. Love nowadays slowly creeps up on you before you have a chance to acknowledge it. This movie has reignited my desire to get a fucking movie out by the end of 2012.
4.3.11
go get yourself loved....
Last night I got to see a movie I've been dying to see for over a year. Happythankyoumoreplease is the directorial debut of josh radnor, or HIMYIM fame (one of the best shows on tv). Not only did he direct it but he also wrote and starred in it. So at a special advance screening, with my bestie Jo accompanying me, we headed downtown to see it. To our delighted surprise Mr. Radnor made a surprise appearance (which turned jo and myself into total fangirls. It was awesome) and introduced the film.
The story centers around a struggling NYC writer, Sam (Radnor), who accidently ends up taking care of a lost foster child. His friends thinks this is a big mistake but they have their own problems to deal with. His faux-cousin Mary Catherine is struggling with her boyfriend's desire to move to LA, the epicenter of all things awful. Sam's best friend Annie struggles with accepting herself and her alopecia, which results in her making bad decisions in her love life. In the midst of all the craziness, Sam meets a girl, Mississippi (talk about Character names), a cabaret singer that he really likes but rushes their infantile relationship.
Much like the characters in the novel Sam attempts to write, there are no real protagonists. We aren't rooting for or jeering against anyone. We're just watching people become a product of their mistakes and triumphs. Maybe these people aren't perfect, but like the movie suggests, we all hate who we were 5 years ago; let's concentrate on enjoying it now at least.
The story centers around a struggling NYC writer, Sam (Radnor), who accidently ends up taking care of a lost foster child. His friends thinks this is a big mistake but they have their own problems to deal with. His faux-cousin Mary Catherine is struggling with her boyfriend's desire to move to LA, the epicenter of all things awful. Sam's best friend Annie struggles with accepting herself and her alopecia, which results in her making bad decisions in her love life. In the midst of all the craziness, Sam meets a girl, Mississippi (talk about Character names), a cabaret singer that he really likes but rushes their infantile relationship.
Much like the characters in the novel Sam attempts to write, there are no real protagonists. We aren't rooting for or jeering against anyone. We're just watching people become a product of their mistakes and triumphs. Maybe these people aren't perfect, but like the movie suggests, we all hate who we were 5 years ago; let's concentrate on enjoying it now at least.
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