In bullet form, because I am lazy today:
- Much funnier than I expected
- I was a bit surprised by how...tolerant, I guess, the people at the Southern dinner party were
- I thought it was pretty funny that the one feminist that seemed to catch on to the Borat gimmick was the elderly lady - a lot of the time older people are kind of uppity and don't like being "duped" (e.g.: the rodeo guy)
- There is not enough alcohol in the world to erase some of this movie from my brain, and I really wish there was (though oddly enough it was much less horrifying than Kids)
- Alan Keyes's appearance was really unexpected and made 5000% funnier in light of all the nonsense he spouted when he ran for Congress here in 2004
- I am amazed that Sacha Baron Cohen was able to stay in character the whole time
- The biting social commentary is ultimately worth all of the horrifingly awkward and cringeworthy moments. The church and fratboy scenes were scary, no doubt. But I thought the most important scene in the entire movie was the rodeo one. The fact that his ridiculous statements had to go as far as implying nuclear holocaust before he got any kind of reaction besides approval was very telling of the mindset of a small but very powerful segment of the population.
- The funniest scene for me was actually a deleted scene. Borat telling the doctor about his retarded brother's lobotomy really hit my comedy funny bone. I think it might have had something to do with the completely random inclusion of a woman's tooth in the procedure.
I am telling you right now, without a trace of hyperbole, that Children of Men is the best movie I have seen in years. You need to see this.
I have babbled on and on in here about being a fangirl of dystopia. You all know of my girlboner for it. And admittedly, that was my main interest in the film going into it. Children of Men is so much more than just a really depressing story or exercise in depression though - it's ultimately the visual world that Cuarón created that makes this such a brilliant and affecting movie.
My brother and I were recently talking about ARGs (specifically Year Zero) and how engrossing they can be. We mainly discussed how the good ones succeed because of how they are presented. The best ARGs are supposed to blur the line of reality and make you wonder - if only momentarily - if what you're viewing is real or part of a story. A really good ARG is the best way I can describe Children of Men. Even though it's a movie and you can't participate in its story (outside of the passive way that you watch a movie), I have never seen something obscure the line of reality and fiction so well before.
Usually in movies set in the future, be they dystopian or not, you tend to see a Jetsons-like (Jetsonian?) world - flying cars, jet packs, laser guns...you know what I'm talking about. It's so artificial that you can never fully get lost in it. In Children of Men, Cuarón's 2027 looks like 2007, except a lot more worse for the wear. The people in this world still get to their jobs in busses and cars, they still get their morning coffee from a ridiculously overpriced coffee shop; but in this world, these people are also dealing with the crushing reality that humans are a species going extinct while also trying to cling to life in a civilization spiraling into nihilism. It's heavy stuff. You mix in a matter-of-fact, almost flippant view of violence and a cinematography style more like that of a war correspondent than a major motion picture, and you've got yourself an experience that's really fucking hard to separate yourself from for the duration. Intense is almost putting it mildly.
Strangely enough, there's actually a fair bit of humor, and hell, hope, to be had to balance the soul-crushing despair. At its heart the story is one of hope. And amazingly, despite this not being a happy movie (or even an enjoyable one - I mean, it was excellent but you don't come away from it thinking you had a fun time), it definitely succeeds in being ultimately hopeful. I can't say that I've seen anything quite like it.
I have babbled on and on in here about being a fangirl of dystopia. You all know of my girlboner for it. And admittedly, that was my main interest in the film going into it. Children of Men is so much more than just a really depressing story or exercise in depression though - it's ultimately the visual world that Cuarón created that makes this such a brilliant and affecting movie.
My brother and I were recently talking about ARGs (specifically Year Zero) and how engrossing they can be. We mainly discussed how the good ones succeed because of how they are presented. The best ARGs are supposed to blur the line of reality and make you wonder - if only momentarily - if what you're viewing is real or part of a story. A really good ARG is the best way I can describe Children of Men. Even though it's a movie and you can't participate in its story (outside of the passive way that you watch a movie), I have never seen something obscure the line of reality and fiction so well before.
Usually in movies set in the future, be they dystopian or not, you tend to see a Jetsons-like (Jetsonian?) world - flying cars, jet packs, laser guns...you know what I'm talking about. It's so artificial that you can never fully get lost in it. In Children of Men, Cuarón's 2027 looks like 2007, except a lot more worse for the wear. The people in this world still get to their jobs in busses and cars, they still get their morning coffee from a ridiculously overpriced coffee shop; but in this world, these people are also dealing with the crushing reality that humans are a species going extinct while also trying to cling to life in a civilization spiraling into nihilism. It's heavy stuff. You mix in a matter-of-fact, almost flippant view of violence and a cinematography style more like that of a war correspondent than a major motion picture, and you've got yourself an experience that's really fucking hard to separate yourself from for the duration. Intense is almost putting it mildly.
Strangely enough, there's actually a fair bit of humor, and hell, hope, to be had to balance the soul-crushing despair. At its heart the story is one of hope. And amazingly, despite this not being a happy movie (or even an enjoyable one - I mean, it was excellent but you don't come away from it thinking you had a fun time), it definitely succeeds in being ultimately hopeful. I can't say that I've seen anything quite like it.
