Saturday, March 06, 2010

Bright Star was not all that bad.

Bright Star was not all that bad. I planned for it to be, but it was not. I mean, most movies are bad the way most poems are bad and also the way that most parts of even the movies and poems that I like can be bad, too but still be good enough. Campion's version of this relationship and its setting is a little too self-consciously beautiful sometimes, like in the picture here, but then the dresses and hats that Fanny wears are so ridiculously gorgeous that it is okay. I mean, those dresses. I've watched a fair number of period dramas but don't remember ever being this drawn to a movie's wardrobe.

The guy who plays Charles Brown is over the top, and the Keats actor guy does a lot of acting with his eyeballs, but he is also quiet and I like the way they show him spending so much time just lying around waiting for inspiration, worrying about finding a subject. Those scenes seem more true than the readings of the actual poems, which, even though they are shot in fragments to feel casual, still feel like set-pieces rolled out to fanfares.

So on my personal movie scale of Avatar on the low end up to "not bad" at the high end, Bright Star earns an "I really like the dresses and the lying around parts."


sarahjane said...

We both liked it. Silly in parts but entertaining enough. I loved the butterflies in the bedroom.

nathan_fisher said...

Why has no one ever come up with the idea of making a period piece that isn't so hellbent on being proper and mirthless? Well, I guess Sofia Coppola did, but why hasn't anybody ELSE done that?

Do you ever have the 'did they all really talk like that?' problem, or is it true that they did all really talk like that?

I'm still pulling for the period piece where a character beings a sentence with "like, um." Surely these two verbal tics haven't been born in the last ten years.

That said, have you seen Sweetie?

Mr. Hill said...

Well, if they didn't talk that way, I have to kill myself. Some things you just need to believe.

And I thought Coppola's attempt was just plain daffy.

I could swear I saw Sweetie during a film class back in the early nineties, but don't remember anything about it.