For those just tuning in, here's the announcement for the Plays of the Week that I'm currently working on, and here are the Plays of the Week that will follow.įor this (last) month's Plays of the Week, the contemporary work I chose was subUrbia, by Eric Bogosian. I'll have to post two a week or so until I get completely caught up. This and "Dazed" establish Linklater as an outstanding filmmaker with an uncanny eye for real situations and characters.Meta Note: My many apologies for the delay in the Play of the Week thing. So close it can make you feel uncomfortable when you see yourself reflected in one character or another. Sometimes things do work out like that in real life, and this movie is all too close to real life. Still, that was the choice of the filmmaker, and it wasn't an unfair one. As Graham Greene once wrote, baseless optimism is so much more appalling than despair. In a sense, the succcess of the gentle stoned guy injects an almost impossible hopefulness in an otherwise despairing ending. The most simple and naive members of the group end up heading off to look for their dreams, and the cynical and jaded can see that their lives will repeat infinitely in their home town. For all its concern with the accuracy of its portrayals, the film has a curiously innocent denouement. Their life consists of hanging around outside a convenience store. Some hate him because he is a winner in the roll of the dice, and several of the gang are on their way toward becoming losers, and they know it. He's their friend, and the nicest guy in the world - just a former geek who struck it big and realizes how lucky he is - nobody could hate him. This time, instead of the rituals of the last night of high school, the film centers around the return of a former crony who has made it really big as a rock star.
This film is not "Dazed and Confused", however, except that the two films share a spot-on accurate portrayal of familiar American characters. one night in the night of a group of adolescents dealing with that difficult period at the end of high school, when one stops being what one must be and starts being what one chooses to be.
Linklater is treading in some of his familiar water.
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