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How about a little advice before I depart?
Love... love until you hate. Then learn to hate your love. Then forgive your hate for loving it.
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A movie about poetry, itself lacks much of poetry.
Why do people attempt metaphor when they clearly don't understand it! A so-so plot ruined by bad acting and direction. A movie about poetry, lacks so much of it. The director needs to educate himself about camera, and the editor needs to educate himself about cuts to be able to say anything.
The over usage of hand-held cameras, is just annoying and wrong. When one cuts directly to a hand-held camera's footage, it immediately implies that it is a characters perspective. Which the reading in Rat's class scene, clearly isn't.
Why keep Sylvia Plath poster in the same shot as when the audience and the character itself is calling herself a "whore". If the poster was placed much higher, with a wide-angle shot, it would have made some sense, here in the way it's done in the movie is plain ridiculous. As far as the movie's premise is concerned where the character is established to be toying with the idea of suicide has no impact whatsoever. As a result there is no curiosity built to learn more about the character by the audience ... Hence the premise gravely defeats its purpose.
The only thing that manages to keep the film somewhat afloat is John Cusack's acting. All and all, the makers of the movie may have an appreciation for poetry in general, but clearly lack the knowledge of cinema vocabulary.
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