#514 No he visto la peli e igual meto la pata por no entender una supuesta referencia, pero yo diría que es la actriz y su sorpresa al ver que califican su peli como "clásica".
El ensayo de Scorsese en Harper's Magazine que está sacudiendo film twitter:
https://harpers.org/archive/2021/03/il-maestro-federico-fellini-martin-scorsese/
Flash forward to the present day, as the art of cinema is being systematically devalued, sidelined, demeaned, and reduced to its lowest common denominator, “content.”
As recently as fifteen years ago, the term “content” was heard only when people were discussing the cinema on a serious level, and it was contrasted with and measured against “form.” Then, gradually, it was used more and more by the people who took over media companies, most of whom knew nothing about the history of the art form, or even cared enough to think that they should. “Content” became a business term for all moving images: a David Lean movie, a cat video, a Super Bowl commercial, a superhero sequel, a series episode. It was linked, of course, not to the theatrical experience but to home viewing, on the streaming platforms that have come to overtake the moviegoing experience, just as Amazon overtook physical stores. On the one hand, this has been good for filmmakers, myself included. On the other hand, it has created a situation in which everything is presented to the viewer on a level playing field, which sounds democratic but isn’t. If further viewing is “suggested” by algorithms based on what you’ve already seen, and the suggestions are based only on subject matter or genre, then what does that do to the art of cinema?
Algo así ya comentó Allen hará unos años y se le tiraron encima los mediocres de turno con sus basuras de superhéroes. Una pena todo.
#530 Todavía no he visto a nadie quejarse de las palabras de Scorsese. Solo a gente quejarse de los que se quejan.
#532 yo no he dicho que nadie se haya quejado xD
Solo he visto a todo mi timeline comentarlo y debatirlo
9 días después
https://bloodknife.com/everyone-beautiful-no-one-horny/
Me gusta como hace mencion a una de mis peliculas guilty pleasure.
When Paul Verhoeven adapted Starship Troopers in the late 1990s, did he know he was predicting the future? The endless desert war, the ubiquity of military propaganda, a cheerful face shouting victory as more and more bodies pile up?
But the scene that left perhaps the greatest impact on the minds of Nineties kids—and the scene that anticipated our current cinematic age the best—does not feature bugs or guns. It is, of course, the shower scene, in which our heroic servicemen and -women enjoy a communal grooming ritual.
On the surface, it is idyllic: racial harmony, gender equality, unity behind a common goal—and firm, perky asses and tits.
And then the characters speak. The topic of conversation? Military service, of course. One joined for the sake of her political career. Another joined in the hopes of receiving her breeding license. Another talks about how badly he wants to kill the enemy. No one looks at each other. No one flirts.
A room full of beautiful, bare bodies, and everyone is only horny for war.
