This was a fantastic smack of realism for me. Quentin Tarentino with fat people. And no sunshine.
Can't ignore it. What I remember is the wonderful Gabourey Sidibe. To say she had presence would be to underestimate her worth by several stone, yet her unflickering, unsmiling stoicism was wonderful to behold. She seemed on another planet. How strange, how delightful to encounter.
How harrowing.
OK. I give in. This film really worked for me in a really unexpected way. And that's why I like the cinema. Keep it up.
As a postscript, I was never quite sure why this had to be 1987, and all credit to Maria Carey. No hint of Divadom. But there again. No hint of stairs.
Ron
(Viewed 2Feb10)
Can't ignore it. What I remember is the wonderful Gabourey Sidibe. To say she had presence would be to underestimate her worth by several stone, yet her unflickering, unsmiling stoicism was wonderful to behold. She seemed on another planet. How strange, how delightful to encounter.
How harrowing.
OK. I give in. This film really worked for me in a really unexpected way. And that's why I like the cinema. Keep it up.
As a postscript, I was never quite sure why this had to be 1987, and all credit to Maria Carey. No hint of Divadom. But there again. No hint of stairs.
Ron
(Viewed 2Feb10)
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