I'm not gonna go through all of the movies I've watched in the year and a half or so since I last posted

, but, over the next few days, I'll go through the stuff I've watched in the last couple weeks. So, let's step into our time machine, and pretend that I'm posting this back on July 18th:
Because Jenn and I love nothing so much as juxtaposition, last night (which was, of course, July 17th) we watched Sylvia (2003) followed immediately by The Ghost of Frankenstein (1942).
Sylvia - I have mixed feelings about basically every aspect of this movie. First of all, it suffers from the basic problem of most biopics, which is that it goes for a naturalistic, immersive style, but it completely sacrifices the unity of time and space, a fundamental building block of naturalistic, immersive drama. Gwyneth Paltrow and Daniel Craig both give excellent performances... as people I intensely don't want to be around or listen to. The rest of the cast is full of great actors... being given nothing to do, because, like most biopics, it allows us almost no opportunity to really explore the supporting characters. Nearly every shot is painterly and beautiful, but, as if bowing to the expectations of modern cuts-per-minute, there is needless coverage of scenes that should be static, so that we have individually lovely shots that simply don't intercut with each other pleasingly or naturally. The music, at times, is quite powerful, but it also feels like it's overstating its case; is the score knocking it out to the cheap seats, is it being brilliantly OTT, or is it tongue in cheek? Ultimately, a lot of god elements add up to a worthwhile viewing experience, but not anything greater than the sum of its parts.
I had, of course, seen The Ghost of Frankenstein many times before. I’ve been having the urge to watch the Universal monster flicks a lot since my dad got sick/passed away, since they were so much a part of how we bonded when I was a kid. This one was never one of his or my favorites – it’s probably my least favorite in the Frankenstein series – but it was the next one up, as Jenn and I have (very slowly) been watching them in chronological order. In taking about the movie later, Jenn said that she really found the Monster’s desire to have little Cloestine’s brain interesting enough to make up for a lot of the movie’s dramatic flatness, and then surprised me by adding that she liked it better than Son of Frankenstein; it wouldn’t surprise me if she is the first person ever to have expressed that sentiment in history.
For my thoughts on Universal's Frankenstein series as a whole, check out this article I wrote for The Blood Shed
http://www.theblood-shed.com/is-univers ... best-ever/
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