I want to review music, but somehow I can't bring myself to write an honest review about anyone yet. I do, however, feel like reviewing just about every movie I see, so I guess this is where I'll start.
Yesterday, I watched "Pure" on Netflix.
Starring Harry Eden, Molly Parker, and Keira Knightley, this movie made me wonder why Netflix recommended it to me. I crocheted a hat while I watched it and the whole time, the only thing that kept me going was that I wanted to finish the hat. The movie has your typical drama, and then more, piled on. It is a story about a boy who prepares "medicine" for him mom, only to find out she's a junky.
The thing is, the story seemed really unbelievable. Like, little Paul asks his neighbor what a junky is, and she tells him in a self-fulfilling rant that basically it's a waste of space, someone who lies and cheats. Of course, this isn't Paul's mom, until, like the next day, when all of the sudden and out of no where she has gone from sweet mommy to a liar.
I have a particular problem with music playing through the length of movies, and this is a perfect example of why. I think music, especially the choices made in "Pure," is there to signal the drama. I mean, c'mon, it only comes at dramatic parts with the most dramatic-sounding music, only then it keeps coming back. My mind tells me, "This is very dramatic," every time the music is cued. In the end, I have this really dated-sounding score in my head.
