This film occasionally shows up on TV. I didn't want to go to sleep and there was
nothing else to kill time with so I watched it. Seemed to be going somewhere - was
slowly shaping up to be a heavy drama...but then it went somewhere else...and then
somewhere else. It kept going and every time I thought it was about to end...it kept
going. I eventually tuned out and changed the channel, watched another movie, perhaps
a show or two, then went to exile for 25 years, went into cryostasis as societies
of the world collapsed and mountains were eroded by wind. Then I returned, found
the old TV, turned it on and...the bloody movie was still going! And after it was
finally done, with a somewhat anti-climactic finale, I could not for the life of
me tell you what this movie was about. It went here and it went there. It went everywhere.
In the end, it is a movie about a father and sons living a life in the first part
of the 20th century. Well that is fine and all, but why is it worth making a movie
about? What saves this movie: characters. Brad Pit and Anthony Hopkins can combine
powers to make even the worst turd look like gold. And these two actors really shine
in this movie and manage to grab your attention for a while, but even they cannot
do it forever and sooner or later you are returned to the void that is the story
of this movie.
Yes certain scenes are really good and carry weight, but you need a good glue to
bind the pretty pictures together. You need to keep the show moving. A book with
great drawings still needs the words in between the drawings to be good.
The movie wears a veneer of art and I have a sneaky suspicion that this is why the
movie is so overrated: as it pretends to be smart and artistic, some people are pretending
to like it so as not to appear stupid or shallow.
In short: good actors, good scenery, but a long and flat story.