January 22nd, 2007
|04:09 pm - Pan's Labyrinth and the weekend in general|
This was a busy weekend, we had the wonderful and fascinating lupagreenwolf and teriel visiting, which was most wonderful, with much conversation and fun, as well as having teriel demonstrate his healing on all of us, which among other things managed to fix a pain I'd been having in my shoulder for the last 2 weeks. We are all very much hoping that the move to Portland in a few months.
After that, amberite, onyxrising, Daire, and Aaron all went to see Pan's Labyrinth. teaotter didn't go see it yet, because she was worried about how violent and brutal it might be. It was a beautiful and amazing film, but it was also an exceptionally grim and brutal film. Given the level of violence, it was a surprisingly (and blessedly) non-gory film – they cut away rapidly (but not quite rapidly enough for my own taste) from the amputation scene and the torture scene. The film was set in Spain shortly after the end of the Spanish Civil War, during the worst phase of the murder, brutality, and oppression that characterized Franco's Spain. As a result, it is not a happy film and while the ending contains vague elements of hope, I found them unconvincing.
It is an excellent film, but too hopeless and brutal for my tastes. However, it was also quite interesting. An American film telling a similar story would have either been far less grim or would have had a message that was effectively that everything special and magical dies or at least cannot exist in our mundane world. This film did neither, and instead, one of its messages seemed to be that in an environment like that death is ever-present – both good and bad people die and all that truly matters is how and why you give your life.
Current Mood: thoughtful
|Date:||January 23rd, 2007 02:43 am (UTC)|| |
Nice to hear it's a good film. In an unplanned-for-coincidence sort of way, I just happen to be reading Orwell's Homage for Catalonia.
|Date:||January 23rd, 2007 03:05 am (UTC)|| |
saw it and told me the story, which must have been deeply moving, if not too convincingly hopeful. I understand that certain elements were necessary to drive home the horror of the time, but I didn't see it. Perhaps if it had been some other setting, I might have been able to go, but Fascist Europe around World War II is sort of ... no. Not sure why.
I rather enjoyed it the gore. It reminded me of the flavor of the things I believed in as a child.