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October 20, 2004
The Age of Innocence
I would say this is one of the best film adapations of books I've seen in quite a while. Scorsese's version of Edith Wharton's New York is very beautiful and apt indeed. But what caught me most was the achingly beautiful screenplay.
It made me fall in love and fall out of love unwillingly.
It made me feel again.
"I can't love you unless I give you up."
My heart broke.
"You happened to me all over again..."
Then I smiled. And wished I could cry. After a while, I couldn't decide how I feel, except the heart feels alot of pain. Like a knife cutting itself slowly across...
It's funny how words affect one so much.
Would I rather be Madame Olenska, and to quote an earlier DVD I watched, be Newland Archer's Radha? Or be May Welland, who had his company, his faithfulness and his family?
I used to be so sure. Nowadays, I'm never sure of my hypothetical decisions anymore. I've done too much to shock and appall even myself.
But yea, wonderful, wonderful movie.
Posted by lainey at October 20, 2004 01:10 AM