Saturday, March 14, 2009

che it isn't so

I missed another day of my self-imposed daily posting quest but for good reason.

Because I am a movie fan/history geek/celebrity whore, I bought tickets for me & my man and a couple of amigas fabulosas (I also got some for Amy & her man before I realized that the experience was going to last a quarter of a day in which case her infant son would have wailed himself inside out and who wants that? Only very cruel people) to a "Special Roadshow Edition" of the 263 minute long Che. There was an intermission between Part 1 and Part 2 but considering I foolishly did not eat dinner before entering the theater, that time off was merely a teasing 45 minutes during which I could choose to dash out for nourishment not of the Cinema Food Pyramid OR wait in the 60+ person line for the two-stall bathroom. I started to imagine the whole situation was contrived to make us really feel like those revolutionaries - starving, tired, angry at The Man.

The "Special Roadshow Edition" featured a Q & A with Steven Soderbergh; I secretly hoped a) he would surprise us by bringing Benicio Del Toro and b) they would take turns rubbing my aching shoulders & butt [we could only find 5 seats together in the very. front. row.] after the 6 hour ordeal. Alas, neither happened. But Soderbergh did provide interesting commentary about the research & craft behind the movie. (I would still have really liked a quick massage though).

Overall, the movie was extraordinarily well done on all counts - superb acting, breathtaking cinematography, and in the first half (technically called The Argentine) the back & forth scenes between Guevara's idealistic beginnings and his leading peasant armies through Cuba and his appearance at the UN in 1964 are smooth and provide engaging, fascinating insights. The second half (Guerrilla), though understandably necessary to Che's story, was excruciating after the first half hour [which amounted to only 1/4 of the run time]. Artistically & philosophically it was brilliant - the handheld camera work up & down hills and through the jungles of Bolivia definitely brought me closer to the plight of the people - but I was exhausted, mentally and physically.

I am glad Soderbergh & Del Toro felt strongly about bringing us these parts of Guevara's story in such detail and with such emotion. I think it's too easy for people to draw lines in the sand and put some revolutionaries in the Hero camp and all others on the Villain side, but nobody is truly black or white; perspective is everything, and Che understands that.


gracias para esta foto


Lisa Wheeler Milton said...

I think you summed it up perfectly. I felt a little bad for rooting for the end scene, when he is captured, just to regain circulation in my ass, but there it is.

(I loved your line about The Man. Cracks me up.)

Eat a hearty real dinner tonight, you crazy party animals.

Anonymous said...

My ass still hurts and it has been almost 24 hours since we watched the movie. I would have taken some rubbin' too if they were handing them out.


Shana said...
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Shana said...

OK, let's try that again, because, like, half my words are missing. I said:

No, you go on, you girls have fun. Don't MIND me. I'll just eat IN THE corner, over here, alone in the cafeteria. No, really. I'M FINE.

And for clarification, it needs to be said with A LOT of seventh grade ANGST.

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

I did not go to the movie, but I went to the gym, so could someone please rub my ass? Thank you.

Nice job on the movie review. I really want to see it now. (Not from the front row, though.)

Fantastic Forrest said...

You guys left a few minutes too early. After the crowd thinned out, Steven announced he'd be happy to provide ass rubbing for those who remained.

Okay, that's a lie.

Like Lisa, I sort of was hoping the death scene would come ASAP for the sake of my buttocks.

But it was a fine pair o' films.

AngelConradie said...

It sounds fascinating!


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