Review::Seven Pounds
I balled my eyes out. I really did. I’m not even a big Will Smith Fan. Perhaps, I had really wanted something like this. I read some reviews of this film, and what reviews I read, only served to highlight for me, the fact, that any film review, as we all already know, is supposed to be a detached; an objective experience. But, I disagree, and know full well, that if I was to take inventory — which in casual conversation — I already have, this film has reach.
I, myself, am a critic; staunch, and hyper-critical. But, the inescapable thing in critique of something, is that to trully offer one’s critique of something; one should lower all defenses. I would lay you London-to-a-brick, that anyone who has canned this film, has had neither the disposition, or life-experience generated incumbent circumstance to accept the motivation of such a beautiful story at face-vale. That’s the problem with cliches sometimes; they can be truly relevant.
Probably the reason, that the fact that this movie stands apart as an example, is not just because it was universally canned by critics, but lauded by the general film-going public (which , if you research meta-critic or rotten-tomatoes, is true, and the first free clue), but because, the premise; the concept; the story, and the original writer’s motivation, hopefully transcends every aspect that is, or maybe should, in a perfect world be vulnerable to critique. That’s a big call, I know. The point of this though, should surely highlight; notwithstanding the flaws and failures on a film-making level — is that, quite simply, ambition should be lauded. The film as a whole can be reviewed, but sometimes, it’s good, to look at things, in the context of what they are — It’s not rocket science, and all critics — great and small — should take note.
Anyway, I happen to like long films. There exists a certain fascination with the economy of words in the contect of film making. A three hour film, quite honestly, is not particularly long. I find it amusing that reviewers will say something to the effect of “after two hours it becomes tedious”. I say. bring it on. If you are so affected by the modern world that you – as the cliche goes — can’t stay focussed for more than twent minutes
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