There Will Be Blood.
Oh my God. Oh my God. The experience of watching this huge film is breathtaking. It's like seeing God descends from heaven with His angels while satan and his pack are waiting on earth for the final battle. It felt like the 'end'.
Oh my God.
*******
This is one of my favorite reviews for the film by MaryAnn Johanson.
"...There Will Be Blood slaps you in the face. It’s Joe Pesci in GoodFellas raging, “Do I amuse you? Do I entertain you?” in that way that suggests that it could not give two figs what you think of it. It says, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, sitting there in the theater?” Blood is not contemptuous of you -- it just doesn’t care what you think about it. It is not there for you, for your amusement, for your entertainment. It is there for itself. It is a found object that might well have sprung in its entirety out of the subatomic froth of the universe. In the superbly philosophical vernacular of the moment that encompasses all the randomness of the world into a whaddaya-gonna-do shrug, it is what it is. "
So true.
in·con·sis·ten·cy (ĭn'kən-sĭs'tən-sē)
n., pl. -cies.
1. The state or quality of being inconsistent.
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