Malick

[volterator]

You want to talk about dreary portentous drivel that addresses questions of faith and humanity - I'm watching The Tree of Life on Sky. 40 minutes in I started narrating the film as if the events on screen where a Nick Cave song, of whom I do a passable impression, and ten minutes after that started heckling it as Yosemite Sam. It looks lovely though, but what boring shit. It does remind me that the principle pleasure of cinema will always be staring into people's stupid faces. It is portentous, in the sense of overly solemn. And reader's of my own enthusiastic rambling lately might know how I feel about solemnity.

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