Ever since “Marie Antoinette” filmmaker Sofia Coppola has seemed to suffer from indolence, and that was the case again with “The Beguiled,” her new film debuting today in Cannes. I could not get into this movie in spite of its bravura visual palette, its many funny moments and primo cast composed of Colin Farrell, Kristen Dunst and Nicole Kidman. It’s three years into the civil war. Farrell plays Corporal McBirney
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Bachelorette is a total mess and I mean that as a compliment. It’s in the hysterical, drug-laced vein of “Pineapple Express,” in which none-too-bright, self-obsessed characters not only dig themselves deeper into a hole, but are too intoxicated to notice their own descent. Advertised as a darker take on the girls-can-be-gross-too humor genre "Bachelorette," which was directed and adapted by Leslye Headland from her 2007 play
One can’t help wondering about the name of the monstrous sphere, Melancholia. We are used to our planets bearing the names of, say, mythological gods—Pluto, Saturn, Neptune, Juno—not those of human moods or conditions. Could it be that Melancholia, blue in color as it happens, is in fact an illusion, a nightmare depiction of what deep depression is like? Could the deep, steady, rumbling sound be that of our shattered subconscious