All that BS over formal vs. informal writing (or why the eggplant emoji is my favorite emoji) - Last weekend, I moderated the discussion on *Strunk & White's The Elements of Style* for the book club. Much as I would have liked to focus on the nitty gr...
04 July 2012
Movie Review: The Bubble
I decided to watch this movie because I thought it would be a light-hearted boy-meets-boy and really get together with a little help from their friends. Instead, I was confronted with a modern gay filmic version of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet set in Palestine and Israel. Most of the movie was tremendously textured and nuanced and was able to convey that nuance emotionally. The only criticism would be that the end felt rushed. The last scene had tremendous cinematographic value, it was just rushed into.
I remember once glorifying, in the most convoluted, postmodern linguistic psychobabble terms, the suicide bomber. But through the movie, when you are confronted by its complexities in the life of the suicide bomber and those that are bombed, there is nothing glorious. There is just the naked facticity of existence, of life and death, and the nothingness between the two. It is that pain and how humans negotiate it among and between tribes, hostile tribes that the film speaks to.
This is a heavy movie that requires much attention and thought so I wouldn't watch it on a first date.