Remember Bizarro, the anti-Superman from the Legion of Doom? He was basically the antipode of Superman, Truth, all that we know as sound and just.So last evening in another installment of "Trying to Lead a (somewhat) Clean Life", I stayed in last night, split *1* bottle of wine and watched 'The Aviator' starring the recently-excised-from-Gisele-Bündchen, Leonardo DiCaprio.
About 20 minutes into the feature I became distressed and vocal about it. Something wasn't right, yet I couldn't quite pinpoint what off. Then in a flash it became clear: the editing was atrocious. I thought to myself, "perhaps the director had a friend or a cousin who needed some work and had a crack of Final Cut Pro on their machine or something" 'cause the editing SUCKED. Then my viewing partner reminds me that this is a Scorcese film. "No fucking way" I think to myself as I watch continuity flaws occur in almost every cut of the scene we're watching. [Note: I'm referrring the sundae eating antics of the 15 year old girl Howard Hughes takes out on the town. For starters.]
The film has it merits and I did learn a bit about H.Hughes, aviation of the time, etc. but the next morning the shittiness of the editing is still bugging me. So I google "Aviator bad editing" and the returns bring me to learn that the Aviator won the Academy Award® FOR BEST EDITING in the 77th Annual Academy Awards®. At that moment, everything I knew to be true and right was wrong.
Bizarro I tell you.
2 comments:
maybe you've found your tru calling.
What, watching sucky movies and pontificating about how bad they sucked despite the (hollow) critical acclaim they receive?
I'll be very busy.
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