
"Stop being so dramatic!"
This sentence is screamed by Anette Benning in the first five minutes of this movie and boy, was I screaming it back by the last five. This is a DVD I paid for. It was one of the first I purchased when I got a DVD player. I recall seeing this for the first time and thinking how shocking and unconventional it was for a portrayal of suburban life. It's funny how things can turn on you in time. I could barely get through this movie let alone the DVD extras which include a making-of which is a self congratulatory 20 minute ass kissing fest. If that wasn't boring enough, there is also a shot-to-storyboard comparison between the Director, Sam Mendes and his cinematographer. Still into it? It goes on for OVER AN HOUR! The only thing worth mentioning in their discussion is Sam Mendes gets the cinematographer to admit to being a pervert towards his daughter's friends. As for the movie itself, it really is worse than I remember it. Everyone is pissy. Everyone is selfish, and in the end Kevin Spacey gets blasted with a smile on his face. Sorry if I ruined it for you, but I really can't speak about this anymore. Alan Ball, you have won me back with True Blood though.
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