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reccing with a wince
Aug. 17th, 2007 02:19 pmThings you sometimes never really want to admit :
300 is a gorgeous piece of work. Frank Miller (especially when combined with Lynn Varley's colours) is a layout and composition genius. The utterly stunning visuals in the film couldn't have happened without the source material. However, I can't watch the film because the themes and bigotry and issues overlaying all those visuals make me want to lay about me with a machete, and then finish it off with some C4. As you may have heard, it's *worse* than the book's bigotry.
So, y'know, slight trepidation on the fact that I'm reccing a vid for 300.
Though, yes, sniggering at the fact that it sets it to Madonna's Vogue. Which... actually turns out to be the perfect song for this film that is all about the visuals and lingers so much on the posing and beauty of the pumped-up male form. You want to snigger and then just get blown away at the amazing timing and technical artistry the vidder's shown. (there's this thing she does with split screen and static colour stripes which is just... gah.) And there's the happy fact that reducing it to visuals means you don't have to cope with the skin-crawling stuff that's in the dialogue.
Go. Watch. Lum is a bad, bad person.
300 is a gorgeous piece of work. Frank Miller (especially when combined with Lynn Varley's colours) is a layout and composition genius. The utterly stunning visuals in the film couldn't have happened without the source material. However, I can't watch the film because the themes and bigotry and issues overlaying all those visuals make me want to lay about me with a machete, and then finish it off with some C4. As you may have heard, it's *worse* than the book's bigotry.
So, y'know, slight trepidation on the fact that I'm reccing a vid for 300.
Though, yes, sniggering at the fact that it sets it to Madonna's Vogue. Which... actually turns out to be the perfect song for this film that is all about the visuals and lingers so much on the posing and beauty of the pumped-up male form. You want to snigger and then just get blown away at the amazing timing and technical artistry the vidder's shown. (there's this thing she does with split screen and static colour stripes which is just... gah.) And there's the happy fact that reducing it to visuals means you don't have to cope with the skin-crawling stuff that's in the dialogue.
Go. Watch. Lum is a bad, bad person.
