Two Tweets on trying to watch James Ivory's The Europeans (1979)

Two Tweets on trying to watch James Ivory's The Europeans (1979)

More views of - or before - Cambridge Film Festival 2019 (17 to 24 October)
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13 March

Two Tweets on trying to watch James Ivory's The Europeans (1979)

Maybe Henry James is as unsubtle in The Europeans : A Sketch, an early novel¹, as James Ivory's direction and Ruth Prawer Jhabvala's screen-adaptation suggest ? :https://t.co/nikb3qOq8R

In any event, #UCFF quickly gave up watching what Ebert then seems to have disesteemed²...

— THE AGENT APSLEY #ScrapUniversalCredit #JC4PM2019 (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) March 13, 2020

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Richard Brody [@tnyfrontrow] is spot on about Call Me by Your Name (2017) for The New Yorker

Tweeting about Call Me by Your Name (2017) - to which #UCFF gave scant time*...

More views of - or before - Cambridge Film Festival 2017 (19 to 26 October)
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29 November

Some Tweeting about Call Me by Your Name (2017) - which #UCFF did not have the will to watch much of*...

Guadagnino can’t be bothered to imagine (or to urge Ivory to imagine) what they might actually talk about while sitting together alone. Scenes [...] push the plot ahead and then cut out just as they get rolling, [since he] displays no interest in the characters, only in the story

— THE AGENT APSLEY (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) November 29, 2017

In 'The idea of the film is earnest, substantial, moving, and quite beautiful—in its idea, its motivation, its motivating principle. It offers, in theory, a sort of melancholy romantic realism', @tnyfrontrow persuades of the intention behind @CMBYNmovie :https://t.co/p5blnzUob5 pic.twitter.com/LETt7mqLUo

— THE AGENT APSLEY (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) November 29, 2017

Armie Hammer (Oliver) and Timothée Chalamet (Elio), after Elio has taken him on a cycle-ride to town for the bank (a town that Oliver already seems to know pretty well... ?)

End-notes :

* Walking out of the film after around 30-35 minutes was a gut feeling that it was set in its path, and one that Richard Brody's review for The New Yorker well puts, for #UCFF, into words : The elision of the characters’ mental lives renders “Call Me by Your Name” thin and empty, renders it sluggish ; the languid pace of physical action is matched by the languid pace of ideas, and the result is an enervating emptiness.

He goes on to say that 'it goes on and on' :

Fortunately, #UCFF has a different remit, and so could skip out after 25-30 mins ! :)

— THE AGENT APSLEY (@THEAGENTAPSLEY) November 6, 2017

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