Normally, I consider myself a fairly cultured individual. I have a strong appreciation for intellectual metaphors in films, even ones delivered in a surreal manner.
But I draw the line with this movie. This movie could best be summed up as indecipherable to everyone except those who already read the "cliff notes".
What a complete and utter load of cinematic crap this movie is. The movie seems interesting enough in places, owing to its sci-fi setting and the killer Hal computer, but it totally loses the plot at the end.
Pardon my French, but when Kubrick was shooting the (as Mr. Cranky calls it) the "bad LSD trip" scene, what the fuck was he thinking? That has got to be the most tediously boring 30 minutes of cinematic footage I have ever seen in my entire life! And to make matters worst, I had absolutely no fucking idea what all those fucking weird colours were supposed to be getting at.
Believe it or not, this was the first time I saw this film and I forced myself to watch the entire last 60 minutes of this film in the vain hope that the director might just an explanation in plain and simple English as to what in the name of God the film is about.
The film progresses from a killer computer to a floating block of iron to weird and zany colours to a grotty old man.
But wait... I know. There are those of you who would call me ignorant and say "You missed the point. Kubrick was really saying XYZ". Well, all I have to say to such people is that if I missed the point, I'm sure I'm not alone. Because there is no way ANYONE could understand that movie without being privy to either the confidential medical notes of Kubrick's psychiatrist or failing that, reading the film review of critic who has.
Or maybe it's because I was simply born post 1980.
Muhammad
PS. Some of my favourite classic/old movies include
Casablanca and Citizen Kane. I don't knock films simply
because they are old.
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