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!.7WdLd240M 06/23/11(Thu)13:29 No.27091548>>27091361
I know somebody who used to work as an usher in a movie theater when it came out. This was in a college town. There would always be college professors and other intelligensia coming in, remarking about how deep and meaningful and philosophical the movie was. The had a table set up in the lobby, with pamphlets discussing what all the imagery means and how deep and meaningful is. She only got to see the film in little snippets that didn't make any sense as she went about her job. Then she saw the film in one whole sitting and thought it was shit. Boring, pretentious shit. I tend to agree. Although it's wonderfully made boring pretentious shit. Apparently all the eggheads were amazed by the ending. The thing is, the ending was just tacked on. Kubrick ran out of money. There was supposed to be a big giant portal on Europa or Io or something. And Dave flies through it, meets the aliens. But Kubrick couldn't film it, so he made a light show for stoners. Then the sequence where Dave quickly watches himself aging. Then he's very old and about to die, then he sees the monolith. So the viewer things, oh, that's death. That's finality. Oh, no, wait. There's a fetus. Hurray. Rebirth. Thus Spake Zarathustra. Roll credits. Blue Danube. The end. How deep and meaningful. |
