It’s was great to see Alexander Payne’s Nebraska yesterday on the big screen of the little Mattydale establishment known as The Hollywood Theater. The film stars the incredible Bruce Dern as the epitome of what it means to be human, Woody Grant. To support this actor, Will Forte and Bob Odenkirk take on the roles of his sons while June Squibb portrays Grant’s wife. Stacy Keach cannot be forgotten as the antagonist oft he film, longtime frenemy, Ed.
As an Internet Movie Database (IMDB) addict, the trailer was seen a while ago, and it was interesting to see Dern listed. He isn’t an actor of my generation, so it was reassuring to see the guy taking the reigns of this movie. Director Alexander Payne easily caught my eye as I’m a fan of his movies: Sideways, About Schmidt, and the interesting Election. Payne also participates in a favorite collection of shorts that makes up Paris, je t’aime as a director of one of the segments and as an actor; he plays Oscar Wilde alongside (the lovely) Emily Mortimer and Rufus Sewell. It’s ashamed to admit that I have yet to see Clooney’s effort in The Descendants, but that will come sooner than later. Payne has honest characters in his films, and all these characters display quirks that are subtle at first before graduating to an powerful level. We may not be the same people as his characters, but there is a significant understanding to who they are.
The characters are heartwarming despite their clearly discontent personalities.
The movie was seen with my parents and a couple of my mom’s cousins, who we see on a regular basis. My father, who did his research on the film, reminded me that it is shown in black and white. Telling him that I knew, I reminded him that it wasn’t going to bother me. Look who you’re talking to, I said as I raised an eyebrow. This son of theirs have got them in the mood to start trying out new films that some/many of us have seen already. To name a few associated names of these films: Charlie Kaufman, Spike Jonze, Paul Thomas Anderson, and Wes Anderson. They weren’t fans of The Master or Synecdoche, New York, but they love Punch Drunk Love. They will get there, the coming around part.
The fact the movie is a black and white film is excellent in my opinion. The touch is genuine. It’s a step back from what we’re all commonly used to–the modern times and film making with vibrant colors, high definition, and overuse of CGI. Of course, this is not something everyone will agree with. The movie takes place in 2014, which is easily calculated by hearing the specific dates in the film. Black and white is a treat in all opinionated honesty. For those who come to the theater wanting to be entertained may not find this opinion as appealing either–the viewer can focus on the dialogue and acting as well as the art of the film making. There were no pretty faces in the movie, by the way, which adds to the overall raw appeal to the film.
Nebraska slipped around me after I saw the trailer. When all the movie’s nominations were highlighted, scratching my head was my only response. What turned me off from paying attention was, I’m sorry, Will Forte. He was good in his years with Saturday Night Live, but he has that baby-esque face and appearance that prevents me from taking him seriously. With the hype, it was unknown if I was going to like the film. However, after seeing Nebraska:
- I’m rooting for Bruce Dern to take home the Oscar.
- A new level of respect for Will Forte has grown. I would personally like to see him in more serious/dramatic roles, including Run & Jump.
- My adoration black and white art is continually growing, deepening.
- I’d like to write for the pictures more than ever
- I need to travel.
My father was a Cornhusker back in the day. Yes, my New-York-City-born father traveled out to the Midwest for college. The vast, sparse land was accentuated throughout the film. It could be viewed as a lonely place, but seeing the open road inspired me to want to travel and drive on those roads. It would be fun driving into what seems like forever, cruising with the windows down and playing music. It would even be fantastic to have a companion, and it would be great if said companion would have a convertible of some sort.
There are so many states that are asking to be visited. A gentlemen commented on my blog post about Syracuse today, and he’s visited all the states, and that comment sprouted some envy.
Ah, adventure. Ah, settling loneliness. Ah, eventual paranoia.
But the line would have to be drawn somewhere and at sometime. No, I don’t do drugs; this personal expectation is pleasing to be met. As much as traveling would be adored and appealing, living life constantly on the road and around the globe, settling down and having a family is a bit more desirable. There is plenty of exploring to be done wherever one ends up, and it will be incredible to have that family to explore with.
I play with words and invisible objects.
A mind, a pen and a piece paper have the best relationship ever.
"Remember this--if you shut your mouth, you have your choice."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald