Quote:
Originally posted by Not Bob
So, I was channel-surfing last night, and my run through the HBOs/Showtimes/Starz numbers stopped abruptly when I saw Scarlett Johanssons's panty-covered ass.
I was reminded that, in addition to the eye-candy at the beginning, Lost in Translation really is a wonderfully sad and delightful movie. And that Scarlett really is a fine actress.
And I was left wondering how Sofia Coppola could go from writing this flick, and coaxing such a fine and restrained performance of middle aged angst and alienation from Bill Murray, to shooting Kirsten Dunst as Marie Antoinette trying on Manolos while "I Want Candy" plays in the background.
|
Thankfully, I have not seen the Marie Antoinette one. But getting middle aged angst
and alientation from Bill Murray isn't as hard as it is cracked up to be, I dont' think. It is basically all he has done since Rushmore.
While it is always dissappointing when you see an artist go from great performance to utter crap, but it seems to happen to all of them eventually. Perhaps film making is harder than it looks or something.