
A week or two ago, I went to the local
standaard boekhandel to use
the gift certificate that my mother had bought me for my birthday (which
was in may).
For the 50 of that certificate, I bought me the Dutch version of
1984, plus
4 DVD boxes: one with
Hitchcock's Psycho,
one containing
Superman
Returns, another one of
Dances with
wolves, and a final box containing
David Lynch's
masterpiece
Mulholland
Drive.
Not a bad deal, I must say; especially as the latter two boxes were
on a "buy one, get one free" promotion, where those boxes each had a
second DVD with a different movie. For
Dances with wolves, I
forgot which one it is; but for Mulholland Drive, that was
The
Singing Detective. Now if anyone ever tells me that 20 for a DVD
with a single movie is a reasonable price, then, well, hah.
Anyway. I hadn't seen
Psycho before; but in a past life
where I did drama school, we had some classes about this movie. As a
result, some of its secrets were spoiled, and I didn't enjoy it as much
as I probably would have had I not had this knowledge beforehand. Still,
it was an enjoyable experience. If you've never seen this movie, shame
on you! Go to the local video store, and rent it. Preferably in its
original black & white form, not the 1998 remake.
Dances with wolves is a pretty interesting movie, too. Of
course, as I'd seen part of it before, I already knew that.
Superman Returns is not bad, as a no-brainer entertainment
movie. It's nothing beyond that, however.
Finally,
Mulholland Drive is strange. Back in 2001, when the
movie first came out, I went to see it at the local movie theatre; it is
one of those complex movies which, once you've finished seeing it, will
still leave you puzzled until you see it a few more times. Few other
movies ever manage to do that to me (I think the only other one is
Pulp
Fiction). At the time, I planned to watch the movie again as soon as
possible, but for various reasons that didn't happen; and now, after six
years, I had almost completely forgotten the plot. Which is good,
really—I enjoyed it much more. And I
think I got it, this
time; rather than trying to find the logic in the plot, I just went with
the flow, which helps a
lot.
The other two I still have to see. But hey, there's still time,
right?
Oh, and 1984? It's nice how you want to scream and yell when the
system
completely takes over Winston's mind. An interesting
book.