hang up the faces, lon chaney, your day's gone
"war is a criminal enterprise. i fight it with criminals."
very bleak men vs. geography war film with good work from caine and davenport as characters who would rather be anywhere else, turning it into an adventure story mired in quiet self-hatred. andre de toth's final director's credit - the way the landscapes are shot you can tell the man made excellent westerns. a lot of films purport to be about how abstract and isolating war can be, but not…
impressed with how much of the running time is near-constant melodramatic crescendo, and the camera does some really impressionistic stuff that you don't see in major blockbusters. the tendency to centre on the character being spoken to instead of who's speaking that you can see in his earlier work is built on here until it seems reluctant to show stock character shots at all, escalating as the situation gets more desperate. don't think it landed the ending (i thought it…
[watched 35mm telecine]
i had forgotten most of this past the first 25mins (which are permanently etched into western culture so are impossible to forget) but the things that i loved this time were the little details that tied this film's future to the late 90s. t-posing in the combat simulation as the man at the keys slams the HP optical drive shut. also i obviously didn't clock morpheus directly quoting baudrillard as a twelve-year-old lol but for some reason…
has that 90s american movie style where everything is glossy in a strange we've-never-really-questioned-the-nice-city-we-live-in sort of way. the camerawork in the scenes when it breaks from this, even with slight tilts and tiny movements (and the editing in general) are absolutely the highlights. i've seen zero m night - though i knew the plot of this as a product of living in the world - but the skillful misdirection and the rock-solid intentionally spielbergish foundations meant i had a good time.