Sister Jack
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WOW eu acabei de ver o TRAILER e PUTA QUE PARIU me atingiu com tanta força que eu estou quase vomitando (eu digo isso positivamente).
Vamos ver alguns fatos aqui...
É dirigido por Gus Van Sant (Gerry, Gênio Indomável, etc).
É sobre tiroteios em colégios (tema extremamente polêmico e possivelmente chocante).
O trailer está F-O-D-A.
Mike D'Angelo deu nota 0/100 para o filme e disse:
Roger Ebert adorou (mas não achei um review ainda)
Ganhou o Palm'dor em Cannes.
Etc.
Não achei fotos, mas eu não estou nem muito afim de procurar pois temo o que eu possa encontrar...
Vamos ver alguns fatos aqui...
É dirigido por Gus Van Sant (Gerry, Gênio Indomável, etc).
É sobre tiroteios em colégios (tema extremamente polêmico e possivelmente chocante).
O trailer está F-O-D-A.
Mike D'Angelo deu nota 0/100 para o filme e disse:
MDA no seu site disse:Strange world, this, in which the same people who angrily stormed out of Irreversible a year ago sit placidly and attentively through its loathsome, vile mirror image -- a film wholly dedicated to the creation of blissful innocents, whose impending slaughter we await with mounting dread. Ironically, Van Sant's tender humanism proves far more offensive than Noé's incendiary nihilism; the harder Gus works to invest these doomed kids with feeling and promise (not very successfully, I might add -- the improvisatory performances are swallowed whole by Van Sant's elegantly choreographed camera moves), the more horribly sadistic Elephant becomes. I haven't seen the Alan Clarke short from which this feature borrows its title, but my understanding is that it consists of one senseless murder after another, all of them utterly context-free; here, by contrast, we're asked to spend an hour anticipating the violence we know will come (there's a shot very early on of the Harris and Klebold characters -- gay lovers in Van Sant's version of the story -- entering the school with their weapons), after which we're "rewarded" with a sensational bloodbath. Might have been justifiable (albeit still pretty glib) had the film explored the social milieu that produced such a fucked-up pair of kids -- I think that's what Van Sant thinks he's doing -- but a single shot of one of the killers getting covered in spitballs does not incisive analysis make, and if ever there was a movie that didn't require bravura Steadicam work and clever jumbling of chronology (various moments seen repeatedly from different points of view, etc.), this was the one. Moment I knew I despised it: the sad, painfully shy library girl who's too self-conscious about her body to wear gym shorts hears the SNICK-SNICK of a rifle being cocked, turns around -- and Van Sant cuts away to a different time frame, turning her fate into a moment of cheap suspense. (This is before the carnage proper has begun.) Skillfully made, gets your attention; sure to have its defenders, if not passionate advocates. I say it's pornography, and I say Fuck it.
Roger Ebert adorou (mas não achei um review ainda)
Ganhou o Palm'dor em Cannes.
Etc.
Não achei fotos, mas eu não estou nem muito afim de procurar pois temo o que eu possa encontrar...