spirited chainsaw stalker

chainsawPre-work schedule is ongoing this week. I try and get up early – sometimes succeeding – and do techy stuff most of the day while trying equally sketchily to stay off the web. Then in the evening a film or two and a few hours of WoW. Did I mention the sheer excellence of ScreenSelect? OK.

Stalker: by your man Tarkovsky is as slow-paced as you might expect, and then some more. And then played at half speed. Patience required then, but the pay-off includes some of the most hauntingly beautiful scenes you’ve seen. One of those films that you seem to appreciate properly days afterward, when it all compresses down in your head and you’re left with the essence of it.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre: alas I added the 2003 version when I wanted the original. The remake is so fucking awful they should be ashamed. Just really predictable slash fare, flaccid and lacking in imagination. The end chase sequence is yet another 20 minutes of the heroine squealing, and despite repeatedly dunking her in water – for bouncy T-shirt effect – manages to be both laughable and dull. I hated it.

Thankfully Spirited Away was a total vision. Like everything good I remember about the Neverending Story, this is a perfect fable with real depth. Dreamlike, subtle, unpredictable and internally consistent. Like in a dream, the reasons for things happening are there to be found but never hammered home. Characters are satisfyingly complex with no goodie/baddie stereotypes. Pacing is also perfect (unlike Laputa or Monomoke, for example). Magical. Make sure you watch Jap sound with subtitles though, unless that stretches your wee brain.