I am flabbergasted that No Country For Old Men won best picture, while the best movie of the year, at least in my eyes, did not even get a nod.
I speaking of course of Ang Lee's Lust, Caution. An absolutely masterful movie that broke my heart in dozen pieces while wildly turning me on. (yep, it’s highly erotic, though I should not admit it, cause it’s kinda… well, not traditionally erotic I guess.) Lust, Caution is slow but as charged with energy as the interior of a pressure cooker. My breathing was altered for almost three hours, and the visuals, the story, the characters stayed with me for weeks afterwards.
Wasn't No Country for old Men was just gratuitous violence with no story? I mean if you absolutely must see people blown to bits, then watch Shoot Them Up. At least you’ll get to see Clive Owen as a carrot-eating bizarro James bond and Monica Belluci as a lactating prostitute.
As I write these words I can already see how this post is going to attract the wrong kind of crowd. Yikes! Good for traffic. Bad for reputation!
Here are photographs from the movie taken from the Focus Features website.
Now the oscars weren't entirely off course. The hopeless patriot that i am was delighted that fellow French woman Marion Cotillard won the academy award for best actress. I didn't see the movie, friends had warned me against the erratic editing and the general sense of gloom, so i passed. Everyone in France knows the movie could not have ended well. Just like the The Alamo. Doomed from the start.
If you want to get a sense of Marion Cotillard's appeal, click here and fall in love. I know i have.
Here is Marion in Men's Vogue.
.... and in case you wondered, here is Monica Belluci as a Lactating Prostitute (no really, it's important to the story) found in ibdm