The Hours
Sunday, March 26, 2006
The Hours
I remember wanting to see this film when it was released in late 2002.However,due to some forgotten reasons i wasnt able to catch it.Moreover,now that i think about it,if i had the time to watch it i wouldnt have been able to appreciate the film half as much as i do now.Kudos to Channel 5,which showed the movie just now at 10pm,despite the obvious editing done to the film.So what if Julianne Moore decides to kiss Toni Collette?So what if Nicole Kidman decides to kiss Miranda Richardson?Seriously,in view of the existence of homosexuality,i dont see why those scenes were edited out.But oh well,nonetheless,it did not decrease my experience with the film,to any degree.
When asked about what a perfect movie-going experience would be,i'd probably say that it is not what you experience in the theatre that counts,but what you bring home with you after the film.Because truly,The Hours is one of those films,that truly reaches into the heart and digs out the dirt,then when you are sitting comfortably in your sofa at home,you start to examine these dirts,and you realise how beautiful,they actually are and what you have been missing out on life itself.
It was such an extraordinary piece of film-making,in my opinion.I downloaded it back in J1,actually.But i never finished watching it.Back then i was a little confused over Laura Brown's kiss to her neighbour Kitty,and whatever that was going on in Clarissa Vaughan's head.But i watched with my mother and sister just now,and the story just blew me away at the end.
It was a movie that made you think,about the choices you make in life.Whether it is for the better or for the worse,how things might seem perfect on a skin-deep level but at a closer examination,turn out to be a living prison.Choices we have to make,to release us from such prisons,to be unravelled.To run away,and to be free.Choices,this movie emphasises,is a right that we have,even if it means that we have to let go of our loved ones,of whatever we hold dear,even our lives.
This film sort of reminded me of Magnolia,but in a better way of course.How everybody's life is sort of connected one way or another(Which proves my point that i am definitely in a way,related to Dalai Lama,Corinna!).The action of oneself,might be the cause of someone else's action in the future,even if it means suicide.
After the movie ended a little after midnight,my mother and i just sat there and discussed about the movie,while my sister sat on the floor,confused.She didnt understand the movie,at all.But then again,she was doing some of her art project at the same time,so i dont blame her.But damn,the movie was great in every possible way.Amazing.
Virginia Woolf,"This is my right; it is the right of every human being. I choose not the suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the Capital, that is my choice. The meanest patient, yes, even the very lowest is allowed some say in the matter of her own prescription. Thereby she defines her humanity. I wish, for your sake, Leonard, I could be happy in this quietness.But if it is a choice between Richmond and death, I choose death."
Virginia Woolf,"You cannot find peace by avoiding life,Leonard."
Clarissa Vaughn,"That is what we do. That is what people do. They stay alive for each other."
Virginia Woolf,"Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours."
Laura Brown,"It would be wonderful to say you regretted it. It would be easy. But what does it mean? What does it mean to regret when you have no choice?"
Clarissa Vaughn,"I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then."
Virginia Woolf,"Did it matter, then, she asked herself, walking toward Bond Street. Did it matter that she must inevitably cease, completely. All this must go on without her. Did she resent it? Or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely? It is possible to die. It is possible to die."
The time to hide is over.The time to regret is gone.The time to live is now.
I remember wanting to see this film when it was released in late 2002.However,due to some forgotten reasons i wasnt able to catch it.Moreover,now that i think about it,if i had the time to watch it i wouldnt have been able to appreciate the film half as much as i do now.Kudos to Channel 5,which showed the movie just now at 10pm,despite the obvious editing done to the film.So what if Julianne Moore decides to kiss Toni Collette?So what if Nicole Kidman decides to kiss Miranda Richardson?Seriously,in view of the existence of homosexuality,i dont see why those scenes were edited out.But oh well,nonetheless,it did not decrease my experience with the film,to any degree.
When asked about what a perfect movie-going experience would be,i'd probably say that it is not what you experience in the theatre that counts,but what you bring home with you after the film.Because truly,The Hours is one of those films,that truly reaches into the heart and digs out the dirt,then when you are sitting comfortably in your sofa at home,you start to examine these dirts,and you realise how beautiful,they actually are and what you have been missing out on life itself.
It was such an extraordinary piece of film-making,in my opinion.I downloaded it back in J1,actually.But i never finished watching it.Back then i was a little confused over Laura Brown's kiss to her neighbour Kitty,and whatever that was going on in Clarissa Vaughan's head.But i watched with my mother and sister just now,and the story just blew me away at the end.
It was a movie that made you think,about the choices you make in life.Whether it is for the better or for the worse,how things might seem perfect on a skin-deep level but at a closer examination,turn out to be a living prison.Choices we have to make,to release us from such prisons,to be unravelled.To run away,and to be free.Choices,this movie emphasises,is a right that we have,even if it means that we have to let go of our loved ones,of whatever we hold dear,even our lives.
This film sort of reminded me of Magnolia,but in a better way of course.How everybody's life is sort of connected one way or another(Which proves my point that i am definitely in a way,related to Dalai Lama,Corinna!).The action of oneself,might be the cause of someone else's action in the future,even if it means suicide.
After the movie ended a little after midnight,my mother and i just sat there and discussed about the movie,while my sister sat on the floor,confused.She didnt understand the movie,at all.But then again,she was doing some of her art project at the same time,so i dont blame her.But damn,the movie was great in every possible way.Amazing.
Virginia Woolf,"This is my right; it is the right of every human being. I choose not the suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the Capital, that is my choice. The meanest patient, yes, even the very lowest is allowed some say in the matter of her own prescription. Thereby she defines her humanity. I wish, for your sake, Leonard, I could be happy in this quietness.But if it is a choice between Richmond and death, I choose death."
Virginia Woolf,"You cannot find peace by avoiding life,Leonard."
Clarissa Vaughn,"That is what we do. That is what people do. They stay alive for each other."
Virginia Woolf,"Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours."
Laura Brown,"It would be wonderful to say you regretted it. It would be easy. But what does it mean? What does it mean to regret when you have no choice?"
Clarissa Vaughn,"I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then."
Virginia Woolf,"Did it matter, then, she asked herself, walking toward Bond Street. Did it matter that she must inevitably cease, completely. All this must go on without her. Did she resent it? Or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely? It is possible to die. It is possible to die."
The time to hide is over.The time to regret is gone.The time to live is now.
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