Purpulan

When will we see a review of "Irreversible", another piece of crap but served up by a virtuoso of excretion as well as of the camera (and then there's the getting nailed with subsequent scrapping of Bellucci, which always makes a scene when it takes it!). Material for you abused, the apple of discord ; )

...there was no need for the panegyric, Vic...didn't you catch the subtle irony?!...

...maybe I didn't explain myself well...in the post I said that at the BEGINNING I also fell into the trap of comparing the book and the movie...but that kind of approach no longer belongs to me, so the book is one thing and the film is another (and this applies not only to Burgess/Kubrick).

What do you have against fragrant poops, Vic?! I actually enjoy Troma productions for the most part... but this movie has a little flaw... it’s unclear when you should start laughing... luckily, the apple that gave it to the little worm takes care of that with its free-flowing Alexandrine verses.

This is one of the 4 films that (in my opinion) make Kubrick "tetragonal" (I'll reveal the others along the way, if the opportunity arises, but I had already left a hint). I saw it afterward and I too stumbled upon the tiresome comparison with the literary work of the moment. I had liked Burgess, but I wasn't fond of the film adaptation. It was completely lacking the ethical commentary: for Burgess, "ultraviolence" was an incomprehensible factor at the institutional level, but an integral part of a modern individual evolving in a cynical society that is indifferent to the needs of introducing a primarily pure "element" (and thus instinctual) into the "system"; in the book, Alex closes his "circle" by finally finding the last member of his gang (and the most loyal) who "illuminates" him with tenderness and non-sentimental significance regarding his current (prospective) relationship with a girl; and there is no trace of this in the film! But in hindsight, Kubrick's trimming has taken on its meaning, as has the layering of the work with hypertrophic cinematics in the right places... Stanley did not want to offer any safety exit. His social condemnation (but not individual) here is absolute! The opinion of the "individual" is always welcome, just as the management of one's own "free will" is not a negotiable subject in its entirety. His stylistic equation thus reaches full explanation: art x art (the rest is compromise, but one must live). Essentially, this is Kubrick's artistic manifesto, drafted by borrowing from Burgess's pages.

The "Gotha"??? Minchia, one isn't enough, there’s plenty left over.??!.. what do you need to make an encyclopedia for??!... a high-end resort??!

...it's...done!!!

Here we go, I was waiting for Fritz's post! Now there are going to be four reviews, all by the same author, of "La Mosca" (yeah, come on, you can write anything and everything about Cronenberg, even nonsense!), and the game is on!!!

Oh, look, see, with a bit of Harmony and Counterpoint, you always make a good impression!

"...Nick was assiduously listening to the Brandenburg concertos..." One can understand it's classical music from what you say, but maybe you could elaborate a bit more on that next time; ). (I’m a gentleman and I don’t vote, but I’ll never be able to like Drake, and this is the album of his that I can digest the most...)