Saturday, January 4, 2014

iTouchment With a OSmeone.

One minute there's connection, another lost it. Dang it, the restarting is the hardest part. Her seems to have made it literally a wireless fidelity (wifi). And just like it, at maybe a cheap motel or an overcrowded Starbucks during which everyone conveniently has their laptops running, the wifi of the plot is a patient progress.

"It's as if you needed oxygen. You're an operating system."

As the audience, much like a man with a purpose with a laptop at a wifi hotspot, you stay because it is at least working; it takes an effect on you than nothing at all. Suppose one is used to have a faster broadband that where one is, what one is experiencing is simply, weird. Because the film was, undeniably and, frankly, for it fell off the cliff where the box was situated - that's how 'outside-the-box' it is, ridiculous. Stay with Russovoir, it gets better.

"I love how you see the world."

Novelty. That's what and why Her is as undeniably, a stunner. As if painstaking in costume design and production value; the deviant, soothing color fusion to where should be a futuristic setting, of supposedly delicate white and chrome. Where we have been daunted by past futuristic films of the downside, the harm of technological advancement: Terminator (1984), I, Robot (2004), Surrogates (2009); the dystopic condition much of which was caused by moral deterioration and neglect: The Island (2005), In Time (2011),  Elysium (2013); and the overused alien/virus invasion: I Am Legend (2007), The Darkest Hour (2011), Battleship (2012), the premise of Spike Jonze, director and the writer of Her, was definitely a pleasant relief and comfort.

And of course, moreover, Joaquin Phoenix (above) with his patriarchal mustache and sensitive, melancholic psyche as Theodore Twombly, where even the name is soft and cuddly, was what was imperious in Gladiator (2007) accentuated by his 'battle scar' cleft lip, made over a king, disrobed of self-regard and ambition, many instances in the film has Russovoir's thumbs up. No shiny crown, rather leaves one a tiny frown.

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