Dear Friend,
I got nothin' out of Pablo Larraín's "Jackie" (2016), but ... Spencer! Holey moley! There's a smooth never-ending flow of genres: dream, fantasy, nightmare, memory, myth, existential horror, haunted house horror, body horror, crime, macabre humor, family drama, family fun, social drama, feminist critique...
In the past this post-modern genre-switching has annoyed the heck out of me. But last night I felt a beating heart in one wrenching scene. When I saw the film again this afternoon the soundtrack, camerawork, and choreography; the tones and moods of genre: it all combined to open up a vast well of sadness, extending far beyond Diana. I couldn't have imagined those tears on the first viewing.
The film is dance-like. Symphonic. Operatic in the best sense. Kristin was interviewed after. The audience gave both her and the film an astonishingly cool reception. Consider seeing it on a big screen if possible.
I got nothin' out of Pablo Larraín's "Jackie" (2016), but ... Spencer! Holey moley! There's a smooth never-ending flow of genres: dream, fantasy, nightmare, memory, myth, existential horror, haunted house horror, body horror, crime, macabre humor, family drama, family fun, social drama, feminist critique...
In the past this post-modern genre-switching has annoyed the heck out of me. But last night I felt a beating heart in one wrenching scene. When I saw the film again this afternoon the soundtrack, camerawork, and choreography; the tones and moods of genre: it all combined to open up a vast well of sadness, extending far beyond Diana. I couldn't have imagined those tears on the first viewing.
The film is dance-like. Symphonic. Operatic in the best sense. Kristin was interviewed after. The audience gave both her and the film an astonishingly cool reception. Consider seeing it on a big screen if possible.