Light permeates and hugs the universe sculpting things for us to see… Sound fills the space and squeezes itself between the objects; it oscillates around the light while they slowly blend together... married.
Stardust is pretty and funny.
It’s like if Monty Python’s Holy Grail was a beautiful painting. We hold our breath while swimming through pictures coming up only to laugh.
This film shows all of the extremes of detail that most films take for granted or tend to ignore. The brights are so very bright while the darks are so very dark. It punches you in the face with boldness leaving you exhausted, but wanting more. What Stardust lacks is gratuity, the effects are not overbearing and obvious, they absorb reality. Where Transformers shoves it’s cock down your throat… Stardust only begins to flirt, touching your shoulder and kissing your cheek and leaving you hanging with your eyes closed... about to collapse.
You do not see the violent extremes either and instead they are left to your imagination. You leave this film hoping it loves you back.
It reminds me of… Watcher in the Woods, Something Wicked this Way Comes, Terry Gilliam, Princess Bride (obviously)… and of all things… It is a long version of the best scene of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
When used correctly, light and sound together reveal to us that the universe does not need to be seen in order to be understood.
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I'm going to see Stardust before I say very much about this, but do you know what's great? Snow White. I rented that the other night and everything you said here reminds me of that.
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