Sunday 8 February 2026
(rewatched, at the theater 🍿)
(uprated from B to A)
Baz Luhrmann filmography went downhill for me, as this is my favorite from him (closely followed by Moulin Rouge!). You can still feel a sort of rawness that mixes curiously well with the frenetic extravaganza. Some magic you don't find in the more recent and bland Great Gatsby or Elvis.
The remarkable music from Craig Armstrong. The contrast between the loudness and the silence (this long close-up on Leo's tear that had my theater dead silent). The cheeky humor in the midst of tragedy (post-post-haste, "we called"). The beauty of some of those shots.
Damn, Baz Luhrman doesn't care and does what he wants. For our delight!
Baz Luhrmann filmography went downhill for me, as this is my favorite from him (closely followed by Moulin Rouge!). You can still feel a sort of rawness that mixes curiously well with the frenetic extravaganza. Some magic you don't find in the more recent and bland Great Gatsby or Elvis.
The remarkable music from Craig Armstrong. The contrast between the loudness and the silence (this long close-up on Leo's tear that had my theater dead silent). The cheeky humor in the midst of tragedy (post-post-haste, "we called"). The beauty of some of those shots.
Damn, Baz Luhrman doesn't care and does what he wants. For our delight!