Yours truly, on Twitter a few nights ago:
Broke down and watched “Room 237”. It was bad. Really bad. Boring
bad. Crazy people.
Just watch “The Shining” again instead.
(Sidenote: I’m thinking “single-tweet movie reviews” is an interesting idea.)
I agree. I watched it earlier this year and disliked the film so
much, I didn’t even finish it, which is rare for me. As I hinted
at on Twitter, I’m exposed to enough anti-vaccine, anti-evolution,
anti-anthropogenic climate change, anti-science, and religious
fundamentalist “theories” in my day-to-day reading that are
genuinely harmful to humanity that an examination of how the minds
of conspiracy theory crackpots take the smallest little details
and weave them into fantastical stories that make no sense is not
how I want to spend my time.
On the other side, Adam Lisagor:
Now, what I suspect has happened here is that both he and our
friend John Gruber, whose tweet spurred Jason’s post, sort of
missed the point. Which is that the film’s ambition was not to
cast light on the conspiracy theories around their beloved Kubrick
film (“The Shining”, in case you’re coming to this late), it was
not to document further context around the film or to disclose any
of its master filmmaker’s process or intentions, but rather to
paint an artful picture — a media collage if you will-of
obsession, and mania.
But “Room 237” isn’t about “The Shining” or about Kubrick, it’s
about a small assortment of unrelated film scholars(?) who have
selected “The Shining” as their thing. It’s about the degree of
their obsessions, the intricacies of their fixations.
(Second sidenote: Whole front page of Kottke.org today is a nice birthday tribute to Jason.)
★ Friday, 27 September 2013