Introduction

1001 movies you must see before you die. Must I? Let's see.

My name is Dagmar and I am from Czech Republic. I have a bachelor's degree in screenwriting. I study movies. I watch movies. I write about movies. I kind of mention movies a lot. I even cross stitch things I like in movies. My views on cinema could be described as peculiar. My views on the "1001 movies" list as complicated. It happens a lot that I get the feeling it wasn't that necessary to see some particular movies. Sometimes I'm really grateful I saw them. And there are also times when I don't watch any new movies for six months straight. And they keep adding new movies every damn year so I might have to never die to watch them all.

What's the score right now?
606/1245 - That's 639 left to see.
I started this experiment on July 3rd 2009 and the latest update was made on April 19th 2023.

You can find the full list here.

Friday, 13 October 2017

Blade Runner (1982)

USA/Hong Kong/United Kingdom
directed by: Ridley Scott
written by: Hampton Fancher, David Webb Peoples + Philip K. Dick (book)

starring: Harrison Ford, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young
comment: 13th October, 2017

The emotional strain of this film is bafflingly baffling to me. If I were to describe the subject matter, it would sound like all the things I like: Sci-fi about the end of the world (humanity), love found at unexpected places, room filled with terrifying dolls, emptied narration, a robot owl, crying Rutger Hauer, I mean, a lot of theoretical fun. But when I actually watch it, none of that makes actuall sense to me. I don't know what I'm supposed to find enjoyable about that or if it's expected of me to root for some of those bastards? Deckard seems like a simple minded rapist and other characters just sit around like those terrifying dolls, nobody seems real and most of the encounters feel like a rehersed act for the camera, not like an inevitable situation pushed by a well-built fictional world.

Instead of tears vanishing in rain I am left with questions like how did the gun-toting replicant got out of a federal building full of with agents? How can the true origin of a manufactured mechanical being only be determined by psychoanalysis? If the Earth is indeed a place where only the sick and poor who cannot afford a relocation to a "brave new world" stay, why are the replicants forbidden to roam around? And not that I really care about answers to these questions. I don't. And the final and maybe the biggest disappointment was that the highly praised soundtrack was a letdown for me as well.

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