DH and I watched two good movies already this weekend.
Last night we watched Seven Psychopaths. I had never heard of it, but DH had. Neither of us really knew what to expect. As it turns out. it was quite good. It had moments that had me squawking with laughter, and other moments that really got both of us thinking. It tells the story of a guy who is trying to write a screenplay about seven psychopaths. His movie intertwines with his real life and you can almost feel the direction the movie wants to take. It is the kind of movie where the characters spend a lot of time talking about it as if it is a movie. It is not for the faint of heart, as the name suggests contains significant violence, but not of the normal variety I would say.
Then, this morning while Benjamin was down for his morning nap we turned on Beasts of the Southern Wild, and so Oscar season begins! It is up for many awards, and I can see why. This tells the story of a little girl who is living with her ill father in a bayou community faced with flooding. It really got the wheels turning in my head both about America and about how we define a good life. Is a long life automatically better? Are their joys as well as miseries that our "modern conveniences" keep us from experience? Have we disconnected with reality of life and death?
Quite the good picks after last weeks disastrous viewing of Cosmopolis, which no one should bother seeing.