better lyndon

05142026-16

— छह हज़ार तैंतीस —

I have now spent a truly inordinate amount of time scouring archived Word document copies of letters to Barbara from 1997 and 1998, looking for any mention of seeing Barry Lyndon, which I saw at SIFF Cinema Downtown (Cinerama) last night, during the "Topics in Film" course I took in college.

All this time I thought I took that class in 1997, but it turns out it was in 1998, during my spring semester—and thus last semester—of my Senior year. I found several mentions of the class, and a bunch of mentions of the movies I saw, plus mentions of a bunch of other movies I went to. I thus went on a spree of logging movies I saw in 1997 and 1998 on Letterboxd, adding a bunch of titles. Most of the movies for Topics in Film I was required to watch three times, so most of those movies got logged that many times. My total number of logged films on my Letterboxd account is now up to 3,738. But, none of Barry Lyndon before last night. I clearly did not mention every movie in that class in letters to Barbara, which are the closest thing I have to journals from that time. Oh well. I may just log them with estimating viewing dates, since I know I had to watch it three times. Maybe I'll just pick a weekend from March, the one month from the archived letters in which I did not mention a Topics in Film class viewing. Okay, what the hell, I've gone ahead and done it.

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05142026-09

— छह हज़ार तैंतीस —

Anyway, that movie took up nearly the entirety of my evening last night. I rode home from work on my bike, and since Shobhit had made something for himself for dinner I made my sample "veggie chicken tenders" from a broker coupon I recently picked up. They were made out of monkfruit and actually way better than I expected. Shobhit decided not to have chai but I still made myself some, and since I wasn't done drinking it yet when I had to leave again I just took it with me in my Yeti mug.

I wanted to get there early enough to get a good seat. The showtime was at 7:00, I walked down to SIFF Cinema Downtown and got in line at 6:06. I was eighth in line when I got there, but a couple of people joined others ahead of me in line after that. Still, I managed to snag my favorite seat on the balcony, to the side of the middle section by the aisle for ease of getting out should I need to use the bathroom.

This was probably the best-looking version I had ever seen of Barry Lyndon, and it was indeed gorgous—especially in the part after the internission (side note: please bring intermissions back for long movies like this! it's so great to get a bathroom break). Can I see why people think it's a masterpiece? Maybe. Not really. I guess. I'd have to do more research, see YouTube videos on all the pastoral paintings so many of the shots were meant to mirror or something.

Still, I was much more engaged with it than I had been in college. In fact, when I went to log this viewing on Letterboxd, I was surprised to find I had already rated it once, back in 2020, with only two out of five stars, probably based on my experience with it in college, which it had bored the hell out of me. As I suspected might happen, I do feel differently about it now. It's not my favorite movie ever, but I was still compelled by it.

Between pre-show introduction and several trailers, this 3-hour, 5-minute movie did not end until well after 10:00. I walked to Pike and caught a #10 bus home, and was in bed well after 11:00. Was it worth it? I suppose I'd say it was. This was a very rare opportunity to see this great a print of a movie known for its cinematography and costume design.

— छह हज़ार तैंतीस —

05142026-13

[posted 12:31pm]

review and reboot

05092026-24

— छह हज़ार बत्तीस —

Not much to update on today. I went to a movie right after work yesterday, a horror movie called Obsession that is hardly an instant classic but is still way better than most movies like it are.

It was interesting to browse through other people's takes on Letterboxd, though. People are loving this movie, especially if they are horror fans—it has an average of 4.2 out of 5 stars on Letterboxd, which is quite high, and even more complementary than the 77 score on MetaCritic that was the biggest reason I saw the movie to begin with.

For my part, I gave the movie a solid B as a letter grade, but still gave it 3.5 stars on Letterboxd. And here is something I often do: I filtered the Letterboxd reviews to only those with my same rating or lower, just so I can make sure I wasn't crazy and there are other people on the same page. In the case of this movie, though, it was here that I found the sprinkling of one- and two-star reviews who can't believe no one else can see how "bad" the movie is. And more than one of them mentions how it's really about a rapist, because the protagonist becomes fully aware that the woman he has wished to fall in love with him has had her autonomy completely taken from her and she has sex with her anyway. I'm a little embarrassed I didn't see that fully for what it was, but the take is correct.

I'm less angry about it being about that at all than I am slightly frustrated that the writer-director, Curry Barker, seems fully conscious of this aspect, but does not at all fully explore it as a theme, and still centers the man in the story. These are all pretty problematic details if you dig deep enough. I find myself wondering how much better this movie might have been had it been made by a woman. But, that doesn't make me think I should have given it a lesser grade than I did; there's still a lot in it that's very well done, in spite of its flaws—particularly the performances. Letterboxd reviewers almost exclusively rave about Inde Navarrette's performance as the possessed woman, but I thought Michael Johnston's performance as the anxious, insecure, and wildly selfish protagonist was extraordinarily well-done.

— छह हज़ार बत्तीस —

05092026-37

— छह हज़ार बत्तीस —

The movie was at 4:30, which made it an easy bike ride over to Pacific Place, where I parked my bike at the racks in the back of the first level down in the parking garage as usual, and then I rode it home after the movie was done. I spent the next hour or so writing the review, and then I hung out with Shobhit for a while as he continued binging old Malcolm in the Middle episodes on Disney+. He's on the sixth season, and there was one season after that, at least until the recent reboot. It's kind of wild how many hit TV shows from a couple of decades ago have been rebooted with nearly all the same cast in recent years: The Connors (formerly Roseanne), Frasher, Night Court, Scrubs, Will & Grace, And Just Like That (formerly Sex and the City), Malcolm in the Middle. And that's just a few of them. I don't know if you want to count The Comeback, which has had three seasons which all consistently got released about once a decade. That one's title is sure an evergreen one for its release model though.

Anyway. Last night was the second of four movies I'm seeing in theaters this week, although one of them I won't need to write a full review for: I'm seeing a 4K restoration of Barry Lyndon at SIFF Cinema Downtown (Cinerama) tonight, and I'm pretty excited about it. I keep thinking about how long it was known as an incredibly slow, three-hour movie, but since the last time I saw it, years and years ago, I have slogged through such truly glacial movies (A Ghost Story; Memoria; after it ranked #1 on the latest Sigh and Sound poll, I even sat through Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles, promting my first-ever Letterboxd review), I expect Barry Lyndon to feel perfectly well-paced by comparison. Even at a runtime of three hours and 5 minutes. I'm actually rather looking forward to it, just because it'll be the first time I see it both in 4K and on not just a big screen, but the best cinema screen in town.

Tomorrow starts a four-day stretch of time spent with Gabriel. I'll be taking the Sounder train down to Kent Station and meeting up with him, Lea, Tess, and Tess's girlfriend Berkeley to watch Star Wars: The Mandalorian and Grogu, the first Star Wars film release in seven years, and it's been nine years since a particularly good Star Wars film was released. I'll take the bus home after, and then Gabriel will pick me up on Friday on our way up to our weekend getaway on Lummi Island. I'm really looking forward to it all.

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05092026-22

[posted 12:27pm]