MOVIE REVIEW - LITTLE CHILDREN

Last night I watched Todd Field's latest film (hard to believe it's only his second, but hey) that adultery drama starring Katie Winselt and Jennifer Connelly -- two smoking hot chicks in their 30s, who stiffen the dick pretty much immediately. I'll never forget Connelly's turn in REQUIEM FOR A DREAM, when she did an ass-2-ass two-headed fuckstick session in front of a screaming, gaggle of old men... all for a single hit of heroin; talk about scraping the bottom of the barrel.

Anyway, she resurfaces in this film (and BLOOD DIAMOND) during Oscar-season to add the extra oomph that some films need -- however, this was not one of those films. Sure, she was great in the film, but her role was limited although biting. In fact, now that I think about it, shes' perfectly cast -- with those perfectly shaped tits and those legs that go on for days, she inhabits the high maintenance chick perfectly; the kind of chick who is an over-achiever and who can easily emasculate her man (in this case husband) for not living up to the potential that her kind of beauty usually requires to stay satisfied in a relationship. You know the kind chicks, who might not be from money, but because of their looks and brains are courted by the power players of this world.

The film itself was a joy to watch, excellently crafted, written, acted and photographed; there's even this quirky narrator that adds the right amount of spice to an already gripping film.

Boredom in life, particularly domestic life leads to fantasy, and fantasy that is usually borderline perverse, because of the repressed nature of suburbia and the tranquility that a 9-to-5 job inflicts upon you. That boredom is what triggers the illicit affair in the film, and it's quite believable. It's not based upon jealously, but based upon a poor choices that the individuals made before the story began.

Poor choices can and will fuck up your life, so you have to be judicious about the choices you make, and then snap judgements that we then allow to dominate our lives for far too long.

The one thing about this film that sucks, is that we'll probably see less and less of these kind of insights into the human condition, because Hollywood hasn't opted to make a film like this in probably 10 years (minimum) and the independent money that would finance these projects might find better places for a higher ROI, as this kind of intense human drama doesn't mean SHIT to the under 25 set, so for go an enjoy this endangered species of cinematic fiction while you can.

Soon, you'll only be able to see this kind of beautiful writing and acting and musical enhancement of stunning photography perhaps 3 or 4 times a year (in English that is, foreign cinema from Europe hits this mark routinely, but we're seeing less and less of those films coming over here, too) -- never on TV proper (DVD truly did commodify and thereby eviscerate the "meaning" of movies) and perhaps just in art house or when a major studio is gunning for an Award for the prestige business that they are in for that brief period the week before Thanksgiving up to Xmas Day.