Crash review

Something of a challenge for Crash - the film.

Worked the night before until the small hours and went to see it at after-noon cinema. Tickets were a fiver at Leicester Square so it sometimes pays off to work silly hours (it was not the main Odeon, but the Warbourn Street one is not too bad, even though the screen was more of a sofa-cinema standard), company pensioners and youngsters, me and friend.

But at no stage was I even close to falling asleep so first hurdle overcome easily - you can trust Oscars to keep you awake maybe;) (Also, the extra vitamin D provided by the sun migh have had its effect, too) .

Ok, cut the crap, get to Crash

This is a film that seemingly does not have a plot, and partly just because of that i felt it was great. Partly because of this it actually managed to tell soo many stories during the 113 min that I lost count and it was unpredictable until the end. Always a good sign when u cannot guess when a flick ends, what happens next!

Of course everything was meticulously planned and the script was sharp and coherent. Despite the fragmented structure and multiple stories running parallel in the film, there was hardly a stage you felt what the heck is going on - unlike my feeling when watching 21 Grams. A film that made my poor brain working on overdrive much of the film the time.

Basically the learning of the story (now follows the school essay part) was that everything is not what it first seems, ie. Jerk (racist, criminal etc.) in words can be hero in his actions and the most poetic, articulate soul can be shit (shit, i shouldn't write this should i!?:) when it's time to act. Or it is all quite random really. But sometimes good deeds can be rewarded.

The only, well quite, cheesy moment was when Sandra Bullock (the rich beauty bitch) hugs her Mexican maid saying she is her best friend. Ok, she had sprained her ankle and she took care of her but still it wasn't quite believable (despite the short backstory that tried to justify this!)

Previous film before this I saw was Spielberg's Munich. It was sound quality, technically perfect. But somehow for me this felt more real, it felt ... more lifelike.

IMDB says this.