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Originally Posted by Bluegrassplayer
For some reason I read this as a journal entry by Alex in A Clockwork Orange. When you go see this I'll be picturing you tied down with your eyes held open and someone giving you eye drops in an effort to cure you of having no (or a different) humor.
Not meant as an insult or anything, just the imagery that popped into my head.
That's fair.
Beetlejuice - It's ok. Some inventive stuff about death, a very non-traditional story. The old woman and the interior decorator are great characters.
Beetlejuice himself is barely in it, and unfortunately he's rapey in a way that we're meant to find funny and slightly charming. He's definitely a villain, but we're still meant to think it's good clean fun and laugh when he lifts women's skirts or force-kisses them. Would not fly today, but I'd welcome a sequel in which he's reformed and seeks redemption (my date's idea).
The pacing and build-up is off; the stakes don't feel high at the end, as it hasn't been properly set up. "Showtime!" is declared, but what should be a chaotic, tense climax doesn't feel that different from the rest of the movie. The "showtime!" that's declared in the Addam's Family Pinball machine is a more effective build-up and climax (granted, that's a high bar).
The Silence of the Lambs and
Manhunter - Both suffer from their supposed main plotlines of the non-Hannibal serial killers. I don't give the slightest **** about the non-Hannibal killers.
Both fall into this pop psychology nonsense about how "you don't want a guy like Hannibal Lecter in your head", and how just working on cases related to him has made people go to the mental hospital. Lambs is worse with this.
Lambs gets even dumber than pop psychology, with absurdly cryptic riddles being passed back and forth like 1960s Riddler and Batman. "Why would he have used the word 'hello'? It must be an acronym. But for what?"
The title of Lambs refers to more Freudian pop psychology nonsense.
Both movies spend way too much dead time late in their runs focusing on the serial killer (both watching him in action and more stupid investigations), which almost no time was devoted to prior in either case. Lambs had already given us a proper climax by that point; this should have been interwoven better.
If both movies cut out 15+ minutes that we spend on the serial killers towards the end, Manhunter might actually be a better movie. Mann might be as good at evoking a sexy, synthy '80s vibe as Lynch is at evoking dread.
Manhunter: decent, would recommend to any fan of Hannibal, and I'm sure it's better than the more recent two movies starring him.
Lambs: good, suffers a lot from dumb '90s ****, the fact that so many movies copied the serial killer elements, and dead weight. Should not be looked at as uncritically as it is.
Edward Scissorhands - I'm not a fan of the "sad fantasy" theme in general. I like whimsical fantasy, funny fantasy, serious fantasy, whatever else, but the sad tone to me is off-putting. I'd like to say it feels forced but that might just be me trying to justify why I don't like the tone. May need a bit more time to marinate on this.
I didn't hate it.