Alone at home, feeling pretty sucky and tired, I decided to watch a movie tonight. (I’ve been studying pretty much non-stop since this year started. At least it all keeps paying off in grades so far, so I’m not complaining.)
I watched a movie yesterday night too. I didn’t make the best choice then though: feeling rather edgy and jumpy and probably more in need of a feel-good flick, but having been meaning to watch it for some time, I picked Let The Right One In. I mean, it’s probably one of the best films I’ve ever seen, perfectly summing up everything I love about Scandinavian cinema (simplicity, subtlety, hidden drama…), but I feel like I would’ve enjoyed it more if I had been in the right mood for it. Oh, well, I loved it all the same. The way it deals with the whole vampire lore thing is in general so much subtler and creepier than one usually sees in film. However, there maybe two things that I thought were a little out of order with the rest: the mad attacking cats and the going up in flames (I don’t want to spoil too much details for anyone who minds, but if you’ve seen it, I think, you should remember those two bits). But the thing I loved most is this friendship (or perhaps something more) developing during cold Swedish winter between a boy and a girl. Everything is cold – snow all around, the flat where the girl and her guardian move in is all whitish light blue, even the two kids start out acting cold to each other. And of course, the girl is always cold, but she has forgotten how to feel it. And I love that they manage to discover some feeling, even though it’s not without some creepy and slightly disgusting aspects, but I’ve noticed that’s just another thing that happens in Scandinavian films – pushing boundaries is what makes it more interesting, to me at least. Oh, and one last thing about this film – I don’t understand how it did it, but being creepy and scary and even making me close my eyes once, it still left me with a sort of warm fuzzy feeling in the end. That’s great film-making for you, I guess.
So, having learnt my lesson yesterday, tonight I picked something different – Some Like It Hot. And I need to confess something here: up until last year I had seen hardly any films made prior the 90s. I decided that I should expand my film horizons and was actually pretty surprised to find that I love stuff like 8 1/2, Singing In The Rain or Sabrina – I mean, was I thinking that people didn’t have funny jokes before I was born or something? I guess I wasn’t thinking at all. It just feel a bit strange, that’s all. I don’t know how to explain it. Anyway, I was trying to make a point here – before putting on Some Like It Hot tonight I was rather wondering whether I’d find it funny or just stupid – as I had found before with a couple of other old films that I watched when I was just starting my self-education thing – now I’m thinking that perhaps they were rather the exception than the rule. In any case, Some Like It Hot turned out to be just perfect! Two hours of laughter and even some sort of deep message in the end… I think! – I can’t quite grasp it now on account of it being 1 AM, but I’ll get back to you on that (if I don’t forget). For now – quite possibly right now my favourite last movie lines ever:
-…I’m a man!
Feeling pretty perfect in that way at least,