Greenaway has lofty goals and ambitions with his cinema.
The trouble is unless you read up on the guy and see the films repeatedly you'll never know it. Another problem is that there aren't that many film fans out there willing to follow him on his painterly mission.
I love the man.
I love his mind, his vision, his detail. Yes, it's minuitae. It's finite. It's complex. But mama-mia, if you can't stand to see another hobbit or terminator, you've found THE MAN.
Every true film fan eventually gets bored with the body of crap Hollywood produces and seeks out a Godard or a Brakhage. Discovering Greenaway was one of the greatest things that ever happened to me. The dude is endlessly fascinating to me.
Here's a motivator for you, Justified (you too, Ken!): if you see and post reviews of 3 Greenaway features (love 'em or hate 'em) on this thread, I'll buy you the Greenaway DVD of your choice. No shit- 3 reviews and you've got yourself a brand-new DVD, compliments of me.
Up for that?
"Set the controls for the heart of the Sun" - Pink Floyd
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