(July 31, 2017 at 1:52 am)Kernel Sohcahtoa Wrote: I just finished watching Fritz Lang's Metropolis (1927). I definitely enjoyed one of the main themes throughout this silent movie which went as follows: "the mediator between brain and hands must be the heart."
As a conisseur of Weimar cinema, I have to say I think Fritz (or maybe his wife/co-writer Thea von Harbou) got it backwards: the mediator between the heart and hands must be the brain. I suspect a lot more damage has been done (particularly in the past few years) because people act purely on emotion than purely on logic. Just look at Trump or Anti-vaxxers.
Also, the last one I saw was Trainspotting 2. In my civilian life, I write for an Anglophile blog. I actually reviewed the original Trainspotting in the hopes that I'd end up reviewing the sequel soon. However, for no adequately explained reason, the release date came and went with no showings in Chicago. Eventually, there'd be a single theatre showing it, but it was on the more Chi-Raq areas of town, so I waited for a wider release. That came on Easter Weekend, and I wound up missing it because Tristar decided it would be a good idea to give the Certified Fresh sequel to one of the most iconic films of the 1990s a shorter theatrical release than the Jem and the Holograms movie. And now, I finally got a copy at the Library.
It did not disappoint. It's not perfect, especially with the convolutions of the plot, but they really do an excellent job of fleshing out the four lads who remain.
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.