A very fine gorgeous, gorgeous, film, which it should be. I love one of the viewer's comments that entertainment circles have somehow turned against beauty. I once loved that about Hollywood. How Angela Jolie is being cast in action feminist flicks is beyond me, but beauty, what can I say, it still enchants, bewitches, sends me to another planet. Having spent ten days in Kyoto's extraordinary gardens during cherry blossom time, and having gone to the very theater on that one night that is presented in the movie ( where Geishas still hope to find the patronage of a wealthy benefactor) the breathtaking dance of Sayuri beat anything I saw that night. Yes I have Western tastes and undoubtedly there are a thousand and one Chinese distortions of Japanese rituals in this movie. I suppose if this criticism is coming from Japanese audiences it is valid for them. But God, Spielberg was on target to pick the director of Chicago to stage this feast. The talent was extraordinary, John Williams, Yo Yo Ma, Istzhack Pearlman, the acting, and yes, I loved the screenplay. The early very unbeautiful Japan reminded me of David Lean's Oliver and the rest, after Sayuri become enchanted and decided to devote her life to becoming a Geishas is a great great story whether snobs consider it melodrama or not. Indeed I have come to take this particular criticism as a sign I am going to love a movie. Lean could go from black and white dreary Oliver to Dr. Zhivago so hurrah for Rob Marshall, and Steven Spielberg's lavish taste and the wonderful movie they have brought us.
I'd place it among my all time favorites, but then last week I was ready to place Spanglish (speaking of beautiful women)in the same place. Maybe my head is getting soft the more I relax and throw away my absurd developed tastes and replace it with what drew me to movies in the first place, sheer enjoyment of a great story. The more the suffering lovers are made to pay for their longing the more satisfying the resolution. That story will never get old, precisely because it is unrealistic That is why we need it. To be taken away to a place where our vision can be hypnotized and our soul can sing
I'd place it among my all time favorites, but then last week I was ready to place Spanglish (speaking of beautiful women)in the same place. Maybe my head is getting soft the more I relax and throw away my absurd developed tastes and replace it with what drew me to movies in the first place, sheer enjoyment of a great story. The more the suffering lovers are made to pay for their longing the more satisfying the resolution. That story will never get old, precisely because it is unrealistic That is why we need it. To be taken away to a place where our vision can be hypnotized and our soul can sing
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