If you wanted a film about you, it doesn't get much better than Milk, right?
The flim is not aspiring to be epic, like Ghandi. Its story is told from the private to the public, one might argue, a saving grace.
The composition and balance of the piece is extraordinary and only helps to lift the great acting, rather than strand it.
The inside-baseball message of the movie is verbally clear, but visibly contradicted at points. Tosca ... well, you have to play the crowd - and it worked (for me).
The 1970s seemed ... romanticized. How much is the viewpoint, the viewpoint of this film, the product of our times, now some 30 years later? A lot, I'd say.
Anyway, despite not smashing the box office this weekend, it managed to pack our little local with dozens of the ... well, not what you'd expect at all, with the generation prior to the 70s!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Got Milk?
