Capote Review

Well, most of my spare time thoughts have been devoted to the upcoming elections. I haven't been writing much here, largely because I've been commenting instead on my Dad's blog.

Watched the movie "Capote" last night, which I didn't care for much. What was the point of the movie? There was no mystery. I didn't develop a connection with the characters (either the killers or Capote). No great story or plot. The only thing I took away from it is that Capote was a slightly egomanical guy with an annoying voice, which the film went to great lenghts to convey. It was as if the filmmaker was somehow obsessed with this annoying voice of his, and made a movie to say, "look how annoying this guy is...isn't that cool?"

The film made vain attempts at building character but never had the time to leave you with anything but one-liners without any back up, such as the one by Capote about people making assumptions about him because of the way he talked, etc, and that those assumptions were wrong. Really? Well, the movie never bothered to show us why they were wrong, or right for that matter. It hinted at a romance between Capote and another New York writer, but seemed afraid to "go there," so I didn't end up caring one way or the other about that relationship. The previews made me think this movie was a lot substantive than it was....it was as if the entire movie was a preview...giving you one-liners to pretend that the film was going to have some good character development and plot, but it remained barren throughout...a facade of the biography this man probably (though I'm left doubting) deserved.