Mesh wrote:You'll have to say more on that, because right now I don't know what it means. TWBB is a movie about making an audience feel love, hate, and fascination with a terrifyingly focused man (not to mention a caricature that's ludicrous now and then). You get to/have to be H. W. Plainview for a while, everything looks mythic, old, and vaguely scary, and you have to sit and witness your driven father evolve into an unhinged monster. Its industrial and economic concerns are set dressing for the straightforward task it sets itself.
Totally wrote:DDL's character in TWBB is a hamfisted load of doddering Big Man stereotypes, starting with the mustache. It's like a fucking Mr. Show sketch. Every other character in the film is a transparent extension of his internal conflict.
Gangs of New York is an abject horror show, and his performance in that film is similarly outrageous, however it's believable and functions within the film. In TWBB it's just NOW MY VERBIAGE AND ACCENT ARE NOTE PERFECT AND I SHALL RECITE FOR YOU THESE LINES WITH THE TENACIOUS VERACITY NECESSARY TO INVOKE AN IMAGINARY PAST IN WHICH A PERSON LIKE ME COULD HAVE EXISTED AND SAID SUCH THINGS. You can't suspend disbelief but for a couple of nicely-flowed moments. Most are endlessly staged.
That said, the *opening* of the film is nothing short of phenomenal. And I adore the scene where he lights the earthquake oil on fire with his knave.
Asian Santa Baby wrote:I was at the Toys R Us the other day and I was creeping so hard I ended up in the parking lot. Shit was like time travel.
brent wrote:i will never forget seeing pdl in theatres, one of the best experiences i've had, but it's the worst rewatch of his movies for me
Buddy Glass wrote: