Meade's Ball
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I watched two films i'd not witnessed before (sadly missing Leslie Neilsen's Mr Magoo take) over the weekend. Both on freeview channels. The first was Charley Varrick with Walther Mattau as a criminal genius refusing to be struck by chance's bent horns in reply to a bank he'd wrongly robbed. Unbeknownsts to him, the mafia had money laundered there, and everyone knows they crave revenge eternally. Mattau amusingly outwits them, i suppose, whilst bloodily bedding the feminine needy, and never moving no matter the violence that approaches. It's made by Don Siegel, a director never as skilled as the money his films took announced, Pekinpah-ish in his urban gorilla warfare.
The other i saw was Under The Sand. Quite moving, i suppose. Incredibly sombre throughout, but slow-moving and almost mystical in the chosen blindness of it's lead character. There's a Kieslowskian feel to it at times, frozen and unaccepting in it's mourning narrative. Not a bad film, even if i don't like Ozon in general.
The other i saw was Under The Sand. Quite moving, i suppose. Incredibly sombre throughout, but slow-moving and almost mystical in the chosen blindness of it's lead character. There's a Kieslowskian feel to it at times, frozen and unaccepting in it's mourning narrative. Not a bad film, even if i don't like Ozon in general.