"Well, in fact if you read my post, there is a point I make about the aesthetics of the film. And that was my reason for posting. The mindset-thing, it was the result of being agitated by the comments I'm referring to. So I agree it's sort of unnecessary, BUT first and foremost it's a rhetoric device, not a genuine claim about anyone's mindset. (No, I'm not rationalizing, I'm explaining.)
You can compare my style to that of those who claimed to have realized "that this movie IS ACTUALLY PRETENTIOUS". My claim is, that if you choose such a preposterous claim as your main argument, you deserve a fiery response. But, I do not wish to make any actual claims about whether people like classical music or not based on their comments or the like. This is my defense."
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So often these film discussions get down to two camps:
1. What a crapfest ..
2. I think the film is great. Perhaps you're not the sort of person that can appreciate fine wine, classical music or multi-textured films beyond CAR WASH.
So often, those that support a film find their support in attacking the opinions of others rather than sharing the merits of the film and how it resonated with them.
If someone loves a film, I'm happy for them. I don't feel the need to be right.
I don't think Death in Venice is pretentious a bit. My viewpoint is that the truly awful movies are not those that attempt to be awful or even made carelessly. It's kind of like THE PRODUCERS, the fatal flaw of their plan to create a flop was that they tried so hard to make a failure that they failed. The TRULY awful films need to be completely well intentioned and tragically fail. That is DEATH IN VENICE.
If you are going to make a film where the title gives away the ending (or even the opening scene a la Sunset Blvd.) you need to bring a very compelling story of what happened to lead to that point. Instead in DEATH IN VENICE, we get flashbacks that don't share the road not taken, the missed opportunities. Nor do we get a man trying to do anything and failing. Instead, as we (the audience) stare at the screen as Gustav stares expressionless at others. Flashbacks that don't help the audience identify or even know Gustav leading to passive shots in Venice makes for passive filmmaking. The only action I can remember the dude taking is getting his hair dyed which was used as a vehicle to show his mortality ... deep. And the dye flowing down his face as he dies ... oh, deeper.
Beyond that is just awful choices upon awful choices. Dirk Bogarde cast as a German for goodness sake. Cringeable cuts of an expressionless Gustav staring at the boy, staring at Gustav, staring at the boy, staring at Gustav ... you just can't try to make this so awful, you have to try something well intentioned and fail so completely that the result becomes a true nightmare. I talked with a friend that met up with me at a bad clothes party ... you know everyone tries to one-up everyone by coming up with the most tragically bad outfit. This girl said to me 'I really worked hard at making this outfit awful. But on my way over here I saw a woman on the street that had me beat.'
Unfortunately, if you see enough films you run across something that is so well intentioned but is so disturbingly, tragically awful that you can't forget it. Oh, the horror.
Living Is Easy With Eyes Closed
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