Bad Movie
Jan 27 2023
The plot doesn’t so much thicken
as it plunges over the edge.
Tightropes mountain roads
through switchback turns
and dark damp tunnels.
Pauses on the crest
of a steep-sided slope
to survey the vast panorama below,
before descending
into an unmapped wilderness
of off-ramps and back-tracks
and blind intersections.
Where it ends
in 2 muddy ruts,
an impassable thicket
of densely forested woods.
And if the complicated plot
hadn’t already lost you,
the flat characters and dull setting would.
The thin theme
of simple good-and-evil.
The neat ending
you can see coming,
or a trick one
coming out of the blue.
And the weak dialogue,
too unnatural
and melodramatic
to suspend disbelief.
The book is better, they say.
But isn’t it always?
The movie in your head,
director
film editor
and cinematographer,
cook
and chief bottle-washer.
The author
of your own fictional offering,
falling asleep in bed
the book propped on your chest;
transformed, in your dreams
to something even better.
Then promptly forget
first thing next morning
the moment you open your eyes.
Bad movies (and books) depend too much on convoluted plot, which not only hurts my head to follow, but usually neglects far more interesting thing like character, setting, and dialogue. Not to mention that with a complicated plot come the inevitable inconsistencies, omissions, coincidences, and leaps of illogic. Which I can’t help but notice, and immediately take me out of the movie. The essential suspension of disbelief — the escapist immersion in another world — becomes impossible. After awhile of trying, I can no longer buy it. Fast forward to the end.
I prefer a simple plot and interesting characters. The plot is a convenient vehicle, not an end in itself. I want to feel something. What I don’t want is an exercise in keeping track. Good example, and the last movie I saw: The Power of the Dog. Hits all the right notes!
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