Friday, July 29, 2005

the thin red line

still fresh, since night last, is 'the thin red line'. A film treatment of the James Jones novel. It was long, and lacking the camraderie of 'saving private ryan'. The one problem with life imitating art is that art passes, much quicker. Everyone dies in reality, in reflection, we wish to possess character. This is not possible, so the best stories, the truth, rarely becomes the tale. This film is less popular because it stays true to the story. One more reason for me to like it. Of course, it's not perfect, many are miscast. It would have been better with entirely unknown actors. Woody Harrelson stands out, because he doesn't 'act' like himself. Also, Nick Nolte, he gets it, though, we know he's Nick. Sean Penn, ahh, I expect better from him. The snear, the flicking of the cigarette, oh please. And the main character, his suicide by cop scene, (the cops are japs) pretty much summed up the plot of love's illusion. My girlfriend met a few officer's too. Or is that my few girlfriends met an officer. Heroism is an illusion also. No one really sees what you do. Perhaps save God. So be a hero. Just don't expect any stories.
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