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So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
Meanwhile in the forest / In a parliament of trees, The ink will crack and dry all up, But the compass will swing anyways. And we don't need mathematics / And we don't need submarines — Rheostatics, Northern Wish |
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Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette is beautifully shot and directed, as one would expect from such an artist. Like Lost in Translation it’s full of wonderful cinematic moments. The costumes are beautiful, and the sets are lush.
The story moves along oddly, with large jumps in time that aren’t clearly indicated and an odd pace. The film stops far short of the actual end of Marie Antoinette’s life—while it makes the sense of rebellion amongst the citizens of France apparent, showing protesters outside the palace of Versailles, it ends with the King and Queen fleeing Versailles and does not actually portray the imprisonment or beheading of the royal couple.
Coppola herself has not portrayed this as a literal retelling of Antoinette’s life, and it’s a shame that many will take it on its face as such. The entertainment press is partially guilty here: selling this as a bio-pic, rather than the parable that it truly is.
I would watch this film again out of curiousity for the evolution of Sofia Coppola’s career, but my initial response is less enthusiastic than it was to the beautiful Lost in Translation
Posted by skooter at 9:43 AM
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