Wednesday, December 01, 2021

Benedict Cumberbatch's Doggy Style


Yoohoo, you! Benedict Cumberbatch and that beautiful goldenrod sweater are here to tell you that the best movie of 2021, which is Jane Campion's The Power of the Dog, is today this very day on Netflix. For one and for all! I mean, as long as you "all" have Netflix. It's funny how we've been programmed to think that once a movie is on streaming it's literally available to everyone everywhere free and easy, as if Netflix doesn't actually cost money. Anyway I digress (as I do) -- this one's worth the money. I posted the trailer here but no, even though I have now seen it twice, once at TIFF and once at NYFF, I still haven't reviewed it even though I keep saying I am going to write something. I promise I will! Just not today. When movies this good come along I have to soak myself in them for awhile -- spitting out immediate thoughts wouldn't do it justice. I know I'm well passed the point of "immediate" even at this point, but I'm going to use that as my excuse for laziness. It's hifalutin and snooty and makes me look thoughtful instead of lazy, dammit!

2 comments:

triggerua said...

Holy Fucking Shit! Not just the best movie of the year but best movie of the last several years. I actually howled at the ending. Remarkable and wholly satisfying. I need some time to come down. Thank you for letting me know it was streaming.

NealB said...

My first thought watching it last night is that it's the same time period (1925) as the last season of Downton Abbey. And just four years before the Great Depression. Grim, mostly, but as you watch Cumberbatch bestride the foothills hither and yon, you're wondering from the beginning what's going on between his legs to make him walk that way. Funny. Then the bleakness subsides a little when you finally find out.