December 3rd, 2004
My review of Mike Nichols’s Closer is up now, although it deals mostly with Natalie Portman and the cultural legacy she’s left behind.
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When Hollywood produces such pure predictable garbage like this, it once again ratifies its ongoing state of war with middle America. The quote from the movie that JVL uses in his review prefectly sums up what the movie is all about…seeing a young, pretty girl’s goods and seeing them used. Getting an eyeful. I’ll be sure to take the kids.And Julia Roberts is getting old in every sense of the word. If all of the people of the world were removed–save Julia–the entire world would slavishly worship and adore her.Hollywood is out to help cure America of the diseases of virginity, chastity, and fidelity. You know, the kind of things that make marriages strong and insulate people from the likelihood of divorce. It seems to work for them…they can’t keep a momogamous marriage together if their bank accounts, mansions and emotional stability depended on it.Congratulations.
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C’mon, your review conveniently skipped Portman’s strong performance in Garden State. Did you see that movie? As an aside, I think any movie review should begin with the following qualification: “Movies suck, but I’ll review this one anyway.” Personally, I don’t get much more than light entertainment from movies other than what they can offer visually. For example, The Godfather was a lovely film because of its visual depiction of New York in the early 20th century. Will you begin your next review with my above qualification? Thanks, Grady.
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Umm, Jonathan… dont you see a bit of irony in (rightly) railing against sexualizing kids below the ‘age of consent’, and in the same breath holding Natalie Portman personally responsible for a film she made when she was 13? Blast her parents and/or her agent, but somehow the idea that Portman was flipping through scripts (looking for that perfect chance to play a barely pubescent whore apparently) all between bouts with algebra homework doesnt seem too likely.
raphil December 3, 2004 at 5:42 pm
You forgot to mention Jodi Foster in Taxi Driver. Her performance in that role had a profound influence on at least one young man, John Hinckley.