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When people wish to describe the decay of the society they often resort to that popular song. The ends diverge, and what opens in the middle is one huge void... in the middle, where the core is supposed to be.That idea comes to mind when observing the current agony of the American cinema.
Much has been said and written about the obnoxious, objectionable movies that most of us consider degrading. That is, if you will, one pole of the current spectrum.
And then - there is that other end, the other pole... the feel-forever-good childish kaka under tons of syrup, that is presented as the alternative to the above... as "wholesome"... and somehow "good" movies.
Such thoughts inevitably come to mind when watching the movie that was supposed to examplify all good things in life, but became a shining example of that silliness that is usually passed for "goodness".
I am talking about The Terminal.
Why would grown up men resort to that primitive simplicity, instead of taking a serious look at the core... at the realities of life, like the Italians did in the forties and fifties? And don't tell me that everything that deserved to be observed there, had been... long time ago... for this thought is as shallow as The Terminal, the movie, and there is truly no end to the depth of that core, where the human nature, the human emotions and human sufferings lie.
As result, those of us who reject with equal passion both ugly extremes, end up staring at the void, discomforted and shaken.
So the obnoxious is getting 'obnoxiouser', and the syrupy - 'syrupier', and the whole formerly great culture seems to be marching through the gap between Scilla and Haribda... towards its inevitable decay and death.
Thank you, Mr. Spielberg, for sitting so comfortably on top of one of them!
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tripe over caviar. Today, we only see and remember the great or very good ones, justifiably forgetting the thousands of mediocre and bad films that surrounded the gems. I trust the same is true in all national film industries.
After all, the Ben Hurs must pay for the Citizen Kanes since relatively few appreciate Welles.
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I posted the similar observation some of his movies and was labeled an "easter european bigot." (if they knew geography better they would know that is more a southern european). Anyway, after decades of garbage been showed down to public, when mediocre work of art appears (that's nothing more obvious than with the movies and the litterature)it is labeled as GREAT WORK OF ART! They (public) have no chioce but to "eat it." That's why movie industry is in such a poor shape.
I own and enjoy "The Terminal" and find it another example of Hanks' range. AS a long time (50 years) jazz fan I particularly enjoy the Benny Golson ending. Every film doesn't have to be of bergman seriousness. I like both caviar and pizza, champagne and beer.
It looks like you yourself are not denying The Terminal is not a fine film. My post was not about as much criticizing it, though, as talk about the divergence of poles. The point was that busy with its preoccupation with ultralight silly fluff like this one on one hand, and super-offensive crap on the other, our industry is not producing anything in between.No middle class, if you will.
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