The Professor
College professor gets the news he has stage 4 terminal cancer. He can either submit to therapy and live a year (maybe year and a half) or die in six months. He chooses the latter and becomes an apathetic yes man to every hedonistic call he can answer. Movie doens't really go crazy on that department. Once he clears drugs and casual sex it mostly boils down to cutting the bullshit from his life without a care for consequence or appearences (fun, satisfying stuff). To the movie's credit, it never cops out of the premise that this is what this man has chosen for himself. And I was pleasantly surprised that the movie never really took to moralizing over his more self-serving or politically incorrect takes. Then again, he's dying as is.
Open Water (spoilers)
By amazing coincidence, saw another movie about people accepting they're going to die a pointless and inevitable death. This one's a true story. A couple are abandoned during a scuba diving tour in the middle of the wide open sea and, well, that's it for them. Shot in crappy digital video (like found footage but not really), it's 99% these two poor people bobbing up and down in shark-infested waters. You get the process of trying to minimize the situation, crack jokes, try this or that, start pointing fingers, despair and ultimately accept that nobody's coming for you. It's bleak, realistic, horrifying and there isn't a single iota of wit or poetry to the whole ordeal. There's an effective disarming blandess to the couple, feels like I've seen them a million times seating across me packing bags and whispering to each other. The dialogue is banal and realistic: no bullshit emotional journeys involving childhood trauma or redemption of a family tragedy like your Gravities and The Shallows and 127 Hours. And there're no set pieces as you would have in a survival movie, because there's nothing for them to do. Just accept they've been dead from the very beginning.
College professor gets the news he has stage 4 terminal cancer. He can either submit to therapy and live a year (maybe year and a half) or die in six months. He chooses the latter and becomes an apathetic yes man to every hedonistic call he can answer. Movie doens't really go crazy on that department. Once he clears drugs and casual sex it mostly boils down to cutting the bullshit from his life without a care for consequence or appearences (fun, satisfying stuff). To the movie's credit, it never cops out of the premise that this is what this man has chosen for himself. And I was pleasantly surprised that the movie never really took to moralizing over his more self-serving or politically incorrect takes. Then again, he's dying as is.
Open Water (spoilers)
By amazing coincidence, saw another movie about people accepting they're going to die a pointless and inevitable death. This one's a true story. A couple are abandoned during a scuba diving tour in the middle of the wide open sea and, well, that's it for them. Shot in crappy digital video (like found footage but not really), it's 99% these two poor people bobbing up and down in shark-infested waters. You get the process of trying to minimize the situation, crack jokes, try this or that, start pointing fingers, despair and ultimately accept that nobody's coming for you. It's bleak, realistic, horrifying and there isn't a single iota of wit or poetry to the whole ordeal. There's an effective disarming blandess to the couple, feels like I've seen them a million times seating across me packing bags and whispering to each other. The dialogue is banal and realistic: no bullshit emotional journeys involving childhood trauma or redemption of a family tragedy like your Gravities and The Shallows and 127 Hours. And there're no set pieces as you would have in a survival movie, because there's nothing for them to do. Just accept they've been dead from the very beginning.
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