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The Virgin Suicides - SCN
May. 17th, 2003 12:47 amNow THERE is a thoroughly depressing movie. Just got finished watching it. Made myself some chicken noodle soup, sat down in front of my coffee table and stayed transfixed as the entire thing unfolded.
On the whole it was very true to the book. Sofia Coppola managed to recreate the same bizarre feel contained in the book. Some scenes were even more poignent on film than in print. And I think the film did a better job of illustrating the dilemma of the Lisbon girls and the reasons behind their suicides. In the book it's a little ambiguous and you feel bad for all the boys who loved the Lisbon girls so, and mad at all the girls who didn't realize it, in the end. In the movie it's the exact opposite. In the movie you feel mad at the boys for being too shy and too scared to try to get to know the girls as people instead of fantasies. The girls give them every opportunity, but they're too awakward and repressed to do anything truly overt. The only people who really could have saved them were the boys who coveted them, and the only way they could have done it was if they stopped coveting. It's all very sad.
The Josh Hartnett character, Trip Fontaine, reminded me a lot of Teiwaz. They have similar features, and I'll bet Teiwaz is just as smooth in real life, even if he doesn't realize it. I wanted to tell him that, but I just signed on and it looks like he's asleep.
I could use a person to talk to right now.
At first I wasn't going to write this entry. I was gonna put it somewhere else, but then I realized that I couldn't. That this is where the running commentary of my life resides and thus there was nowhere else to put this, ya know? Does that make sense?
I wish Tina were around. She's not online either. She's prolly out with Laurel, and Bryce and all the other art people celebrating tonight's opening. I'd think she was over at Megan's but if she were I'm pretty sure she would have come and knocked on the door already. Then again I dunno if she knows I'm sick. She may think I went to Davenport as planned.
I guess I'll just spend the rest of the night reading and playing on the computer a bit. I need to take a bath too. I'm smelly. My whole room is smelly. It's got that dirty sick sweaty smell to it, very nasty.
That's all for now.
On the whole it was very true to the book. Sofia Coppola managed to recreate the same bizarre feel contained in the book. Some scenes were even more poignent on film than in print. And I think the film did a better job of illustrating the dilemma of the Lisbon girls and the reasons behind their suicides. In the book it's a little ambiguous and you feel bad for all the boys who loved the Lisbon girls so, and mad at all the girls who didn't realize it, in the end. In the movie it's the exact opposite. In the movie you feel mad at the boys for being too shy and too scared to try to get to know the girls as people instead of fantasies. The girls give them every opportunity, but they're too awakward and repressed to do anything truly overt. The only people who really could have saved them were the boys who coveted them, and the only way they could have done it was if they stopped coveting. It's all very sad.
The Josh Hartnett character, Trip Fontaine, reminded me a lot of Teiwaz. They have similar features, and I'll bet Teiwaz is just as smooth in real life, even if he doesn't realize it. I wanted to tell him that, but I just signed on and it looks like he's asleep.
I could use a person to talk to right now.
At first I wasn't going to write this entry. I was gonna put it somewhere else, but then I realized that I couldn't. That this is where the running commentary of my life resides and thus there was nowhere else to put this, ya know? Does that make sense?
I wish Tina were around. She's not online either. She's prolly out with Laurel, and Bryce and all the other art people celebrating tonight's opening. I'd think she was over at Megan's but if she were I'm pretty sure she would have come and knocked on the door already. Then again I dunno if she knows I'm sick. She may think I went to Davenport as planned.
I guess I'll just spend the rest of the night reading and playing on the computer a bit. I need to take a bath too. I'm smelly. My whole room is smelly. It's got that dirty sick sweaty smell to it, very nasty.
That's all for now.
