Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Eat, Pray, Love

I'm really excited for this movie. I enjoyed reading the book and appreciate the cast. I'll be there, for sure!

<a href="" target="_new" title="'Eat Pray Love' Trailer">Video: 'Eat Pray Love' Trailer</a>

Monday, February 22, 2010

To Choose Life

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To Choose Life

parnassusLast week I excitedly ventured into the movie theatre to see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, the last movie of Heath Ledger's career that was in production at the time of his death. I've always judged Ledger to be a brilliant actor, as well as the actors that they chose to be his "double" while in the Imaginarium. The movie is a brilliant feast of colors and imagination directed by Terry Gilliam of Monty Python fame and is full of metaphoric life-lessons.

imaginarium of doctor parnassusMy intention for attending this movie was to submerge myself in the brilliance that I knew was in there from the first moment I saw the trailer. A dear friend saw it opening weekend and came back with rave reviews so I knew I was golden. Truthfully, it is a movie that requires one to set aside all logic and give over to the possibility of the imagination and soak in the interesting, intriguing images. And, for me, it was a big hit.

imaginarium of doctor parnassusThe premise of the movie is that Doctor Parnassus makes a deal with the devil to become immortal. The movie follows the good doctor's life as the payment for the original bet comes due. Forgetting that it is the devil with whom he gambles, he continues to make bets in the hopes that he will eventually win freedom from the debt.

When a person travels through the "magic mirror" and goes within the imaginarium, the traveler is faced with choices. Each choice they make moves them closer to their liberation or their damnation, depending on the choices at hand. Each choice is deceptively simple but has outrageous consequences. And, as devil-lore is so apt to point out, the devil's options are always most appealing. The movie delves into the eternal battle of good vs. evil for the soul of man.

imaginarium of doctor parnassusAt one point, amongst the brilliant colors and delightfully odd animated scenes within the imaginarium, Doctor Parnassus is trudging across a desert in a blinding wind storm. He's tired. He's thirsty. And he is completely defeated. He falls upon the ground, hands outstretched, fingers frantically clawing at the ground in a pathetic attempt to drag him forward.

"No more choices!" He cries out as the sand whips his face. "No more choices!"

Everything stops. He can no longer go right or left. There is no going forward. The only movement was the howling wind and the sand.

My stomach clenched at this scene and I felt the hair on my arms stand on end. So many times over the last year, I have cried out the same, "No more choices!" I've found myself whipped and beaten and so willing to give up because I was tired of being accountable for the results of my choices. And when I got to that point, everything came to a standstill in my life. There was no movement.

imaginarium of doctor parnassusAs humans in this dual universe, we move forward or backwards, left or right, up or down. Or, we do nothing. If we are to move, a choice must be made. One cannot feasibly go forward and backwards in the exact same instant. If you go up, you cannot go down in the same moment. Every movement we make is a choice - we are either creating through imagination or reacting from past experience. And while it may become tiring to continually choose, it is life.

What will you do with your choice in this moment?

© Angie K. Millgate 2/21/10

Monday, February 08, 2010

Fakin' It

In the middle of creating and formatting today, I took a little break to eat some breakfast and veg in front of the television. I caught a little the movie What Women Want (2000) with Mel Gibson. I happened to tune in during the first ad pitching meeting they were having with the new director played by Helen Hunt. The first product they go for is Advil. Because Mel Gibson's character can hear what women are thinking, he overhears one of the women thinking that they should target women like her that take Advil when they're faking a headache to get out of sex.

So, that got me to thinking... why would any woman fake a headache? And, while we are on this topic, why would a woman fake an orgasm????

Any ideas?

Thursday, July 09, 2009


I watched Knowing last night and I'm still buzzing from the adventure. The creators of that movie did a damn fine job with building atmospheric tension! I was literally slumped down on the couch, hiding behind a throw cushion for most of the movie. Then, when it went entirely through the completion of the tale - of which I was surprised, because I thought they would end at the more gentler space, without showing all the details - my ears started ringing and my head started throbbing. I sat there wide-eyed and slack-jawed and oh so very curious. I felt moved and changed and excited and scared and blessed all at once.

I totally got the meaning behind the movie. I got the knowing. That happens for me a lot lately and I can tell when it's going to happen by how I react to the previews. I still haven't gone to see My Sister's Keeper for that very reason. Every time I saw the preview, I was sobbing uncontrollably by the end of it. I figured that two hours of that intense emotion is not something for which I am quite ready.

But, I'm totally off topic...

My father had wanted to see a different ending. I'm thinking he wanted to see the "happily and together eternally after" version, judging by his statements. His wife, while she got the ending, seemed to feel that it was relevent and made sense, she still thought the movie wasn't that great overall. She is not a fan of creepy movies and had no idea what she was getting herself into when she picked it up. She likes Nicholas Cage so, for her, it was a sure bet that seemingly turned sour.

I felt reverent after the movie ended and as though I had just witnessed some science fiction lover's version of what I learned while growing up in the Church. When they started delving into what the children were Knowing, I could not believe how well it followed what the Church teaches about the Last Days. I said as much to the room and my father agreed.

His wife was sitting to my right on the opposite end of the couch. I felt her energy bristle as she raised her hand to interject. She does that when my father won't stop talking and she wants to say something. I get it, but sometimes I put myself in her shoes and I feel frustrated. I imagine myself raising my hand to speak, as I did when I was in elementary school, and I feel myself wanting to scream. So, I'm not sure if the bristling came from wanting to scream or because she was offended by my statement.

"I'd like to point out that it's not the Church," she said, putting so much stress on the word Church that I turned to look at her, "that teaches that. It's Revelations in the Bible."

I was curious about what she was feeling in that moment. I experienced her as overly defensive of her Church, which is a common experience with her. If ever I question the Church on any level, she either physically leaves the room in an obviously disgusted manner or energetically takes herself elsewhere so she goes blind, deaf and dumb until the controversial conversation has ended. I believe it's because she has a lot of fear when people question the religion she loves as though, by their mere questioning of or disagreeing with the Church, somehow it makes it less true. Or, perhaps, it's because she fears that even hearing someone question the Church weakens her testimony. I have no idea and these are only my versions of her story.

"I understand that it's in the Bible," I said to the room. "I said 'the Church' because I was raised in 'the Church' and that's where I learned about Revelations."

I'm still thinking about the movie and its implications. I found myself wondering if I would hear the call when it came time and I'm wondering if I will trust myself to do whatever is asked of me. I know that there are a lot of people who would say, "It's just a dumb friggin' movie, Angie. And of the science fiction genre to boot!" Yeah. I know it is.

And, somehow, it seemed like so much more than just a movie.

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