Kafka virgin - My two favorite quotes from Kafka's *The Trial*Our book club's selection for this month is Kafka's works, beginning with the novel *The Trial*. I've never...
02 April 2010
Movie Review: Line of Beauty
This was not exactly a movie nor was it, as the description claimed, a mini-series. It was like a made for television movie that was broken down into three parts. It is a story of the life of a gay social climber in the 1980s. Naturally, he climbed the tree that had all the Conservative Party members (and ministers) in it -- because the 1980s was the decade of Thatcher in the UK.
The story is an adaptation of Alan Hollinghurst Booker Prize winning novel of the same name. I found the non-gay specific themes to be the most well crafted. The gay part of it wasn't like an appendage to the story. It is integrated well and perhaps if you've never seen two guys get it on, well, then, the gay part of the story may seem more central to your viewing.
I found the first and the last/third part of the three parts to be the most interesting although the second was necessary to get us to the third. The story reminded me of my adolescence in high school and college. For my extroverted disposition, I was never really a big fan of parties and one of the key features of British high life apparently are the parties. When my barkada would have them, I usually would stay out by the cars with the few other similarly minded people preferring the mellow cool breeze and more relaxed atmosphere to the hot bed of intrigue in the party.
The photo above is from the first part where Nick (played by Dan Stevens) is with the "love of my life" Leo Charles (played by Don Gilet). This relationship which represents love and everything worth living for, doesn't last past the first part, but it remains to haunt Nick in various forms for the rest of the film. Many films try to adequately grasp this "lost love" idea and most fail by producing a puerile fixation of a past love. When one cuts off the soul image, there is a loss of soul. This movie comes fairly close to adequately representing what happens when one cuts off the soul image.