Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Capote: to kill a Philip Seymour Hoffman

We finally watched Capote tonight, after putting off the viewing for weeks. I was convinced that the film would be depressing and violent. There were only a few short seconds of violence as it turns out, but it was awfully depressing. I'm not complaining. Death is happening in every instant. This week seems to be slapping me in the face with that reality.

I'd like to compliment Philip Seymour Hoffman on his performance, and leave it at that. There was very little about the movie that I'll remember aside from his incredible acting. Although the music was lovely.

This isn't to say that I consider the movie horrible or crappy, it's fine. But it won't stay with me. It doesn't reach my core or change the way I experience life. I want a movie to do that for me.

Oddly enough I saw a documentary today that did. It was called Rivers and Tides: a portrait of Andy Goldsworthy. He's an artist whose specialty is ephemeral sculptures made from elements of nature. Check it out!