Monday, April 16, 2012

Hugo (movie review)

On Facebook I mentioned this movie was better than I'd expected.  However, going in, I had few expectations, other than I expected a 3D cartoon, like where you have to wear glasses (or glasses over glasses).

Hugo would probably be something cute, like a Lorax, I was thinking.  Surprise:  not a cartoon, or not really.

The idea that films are deliberately illusions (which they are), like stage magic, is very much a core theme.  We celebrate that history, its characters, the worlds we get (like this one).  The killjoys are the ones who bring in the reality of killing machines.

The film is about healing, people recovering from war in various ways, which just reminds us of how wounding the war was.  Like losing your father suddenly, your best friend.

Those who have it hard end up teaching about how hard it can be, sometimes unwittingly perpetuating the nightmare.

I was sure that was Ali G's voice -- it all of a sudden jumped out at me.  Yep, Sacha Baron Cohen.  His character would get the girl if only he had more compassion for the orphans he hunts.  "Why do adults like torturing children so much?" the movie keeps asking?

Hugo is something cute, a boy mainly, but with lots of surreal parts.

The world they inhabit is just like the movies.  The clock tower from within, looking out, is like Big Ben, taller than anything within the Paris landscape save the Eiffel Tower.  Within and without need not jibe in the movies, a house of mirrors.

I came into this film straight from fantasies about city bus systems, Trimet's trip planner (which I'd tweeted about).  We rode in on the Max train.

Minutes later I'm watching a pulsing set of city circuits, trains galore, plus there was something in the previews about trip displays.

"Look at that gear thing" she said pointing up at some Trimet infrastructure, where the train's wire gets pulled (in front of Finnegan's).  Walking back the other way, after the movie, she called it a premonition (is there a post-monition?).

Almost a lucid dream, with Henry Sessions smack in the middle of it, as we were leaving the theater.  So much thinner -- seemed surreal.  With entourage...  Yeah, we should catch up guy.

Martin Scorsese directs, Johnny Depp produces.  This is no small time film I discovered.  One of the masterpieces.  Works great in 3D.

These kinds of wonders get postponed, damaged, when war times begin.  WW1 hurt the movies, WW2 hurt TV.  No wonder the true moguls in these media prefer war's simulation to the real deal.

Killer meme viruses are bad for the entertainment industry, hurt the circus.  Hence all the antibodies, the stronger immune system, even funnier clowns.

She asked the bartender to switch to PBS.  Transportation networks again.  Illuminated cities.