23 Jun 2017

Song to Song (Terrence Malick, 2017)

☼☼☼☼(☼) out of 10☼

Taking the "I don't even have to try anymore, 'cause my most ardent fans will swallow the microwaved hodgepodge anyway" attitude, Malick delivers a rather bland and messy high-brow, quasi-natural, faux-lyrical, almost self-mocking ensable cast drama which frequently appears as a frustratingly banal and dishonest soap-opera for hipsters, with Rooney Mara's loveliness, handsome locations and Emmanuel Lubezki's gorgeous cinematography being some of the film's few redeeming factors.

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  1. Inspirisan tvojim tekstom napisao sam (hack) poemu, originalno postavljenu na moj Letterbox acc.

    Terrence Mallick, at seventy-three,
    won't change for Me.
    Microwaved hodgepodge or cold dish,
    I prefer over raw fish.
    Bland and messy, rather self-mocking,
    sun-glasses indoors and heavy smoking.

    Robotic ensemble-cast,
    plot is a thing of the past.

    Faux-lyrical, half-finished,
    soap-opera or romance for hipsters?

    Cups or Trees,
    New World cinema;
    ...It's all fine, but he just crossed
    my Thin Red Line.

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