Does this make me an Old?
So there is this hipster movie out, at least it sounds like a hipster movie. I don’t think it is playing anywhere, because hipsters don’t go to the movies, but you can watch the trailer here. Anywho, Anthony Lane gave it the full critical treatment, and this quote made me chuckle/want to hurl:
To praise the beauty of this film, then, is not enough; what lends it tension is that it’s wrapped around people for whom beauty is at best an anachronism and at worst an embarrassing joke, like gracious conduct or any hint of duty or service—all the stuff that belongs to big-studio cinema, with its superheroes and stuck-up guys in period costume. It is as if Vivian and Wilson know they are stranded in a good-looking movie and want to bluster their way out; hence their gushes of profanity instead of wit, which are designed to needle anyone who is old enough to think that romance should avail itself of charm.
So Faloonaville is totally with Mr. Lane on liking gracious conduct, duty, service, wit and charm. Does that make me an old? Or just a square? Either way the idea that this movie somehow defines people in my age group is depressing. It is just that this is the only movie made recently about the youngs by some youngs, and so now we are all a bunch of profane witless fucks, who’ve never done anything worth writing a story about. Great.
I’m inviting Anthony Lane over to my house for Bette Davis movie night!
