Two classics this weekend:
2001: A Space Odyssey
Jaws
I had seen the first 30 minutes or so of 2001, but not the whole film, though I read the book. The book - written contemporaneously with the movie - has been described as "Clarke-Kubrick", whereas the movie was described as "Kubrick-Clarke", and that is REALLY apt. I don't know; the wife HATED it, rated it a negative number, and my daughter said it was about a 3. She got the allegory, and respected the filmmaking, but just thought that there was too much of the latter, and not enough of the former. "I shouldn't watch a three hour movie and have not even a little more clue than when I started". I thought it was better than that, but I also thought it was the "Yngwie Malmsteen" of filmmaking; why do 10 when 11 will suffice just fine? Or maybe it's the "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" of filmmaking; why explain in five minutes what you can explain in 18?
I love Jaws. I know it has flaws, but that last 45 minutes or so, starting from when Quint is loading the Orca, through to the point where Quint... engages with the shark (spoiler alert!) is so compelling. It's the real strength of Spielberg as a filmmaker - he can be captivating in that way - although the last three minutes, with the climax and denoument are not worthy of the rest of the film. I can watch the "Indianapolis" scene on repeat over and over. For all his other foibles (when drunk - which was often - he was brutal to the cast and Dreyfuss in particular) I can't help but think it was worth it for that scene alone. I'm not a fan of Scheider much, and Dreyfuss is a confounding actor; I love his intensity when he's talking with passion about his love for sharks, but his tendency to overact - the scars scene - can push buttons with me. Always worth watching, and the Spielberg/Dreyfuss team has be really wanting to revisit Close Encounters soon.