Leonardo and Kate are back for another story about ups and downs, big plans, and sinking. In this 1955ish soap opera, the Titanic is Kate's life, and the Captain is DeCaprio, a man who has ice berg blindness. There's no Jack. The author understands bipolar disease, and he uses it liberally. He displays character neurosis like it was the operative sign of the 50's, and his focus is on this: the normal people are crazy, and the lunatic hidden away at the sanitarium is the only one who understands what's going on. Even the educated "normal" folks have trouble adapting to their inner voice, while the educated psycho has perfect clarity of thought and candidness.
On a different level, presenting this story is like fishing with a worm to see if you'll bite. Is revolutionary change the best path to fix a situation that can also be remedied by psychological intervention? Is there a real remedy? Have we met and resolved neurosis as we witnessed it in the '50s?
This film scores low on the modern scale of happy movie goers. For viewers who thought it'd be fun to see the Titanic couple again, have a good time with the excellent performances. For critics who look for a kick of genius, you'll wonder if the film crew left it at the asylum. I think I've already given this story more thought than the director intended. Give it a 5.
1 comment:
The nationally prominent magazines seem to like this movie. Is it because the actors are hot right now? I thought the movie was pretty light.
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