Talk:The Bad Parent Hunter/@comment-204.236.154.172-20120205231913

And DBW &#8211; I didn&#8217;t reospnd to the first part of your comment which is very interesting to me. I think the beauty is intrusive too &#8211; it&#8217;s overwhelming. Story is, ultimately, lost, in all of the images. It becomes like a tone poem or something &#8211; to the great plains, to the collective lives of migrant farm workers &#8211; to love itself, but seen from a vast distance.I would definitely call this a great film. Any film that is, shot for shot, the most beautiful thing on the planet, has earned that label. This is a work of art, plain and simple.But I still can&#8217;t say that I LOVE this film. I love its beauty and I love the images that will forever be in my head now. But there is something so distant about it &#8211; like it&#8217;s written on ancient scrolls &#8211; that keeps me from loving it. However, it is still a great film. And I think if the relationships had been more, well, intense &#8211; like Beatty and Keaton in Reds &#8211; then the film itself would have suffered &#8211; because that&#8217;s not what it&#8217;s about. The story is not about the STORY. It doesn&#8217;t REQUIRE us to love it.But it does REQUIRE us to LOOK at it. To pause it, time and time again, to revel in it, to drown in it.