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Thursday, December 10
OH, THE TONY
The Tony told me he wanted to watch Oldboy, so I Netflix'd it for him. I accompanied him during the viewing in case he needed someone to desperately hold onto during the incredibly operatic ending.
...which, essentially, was the same as mine, which, essentially, is the same reaction from everyone else who's seen the film.
Seriously, you guys have to watch this flick if you haven't already. I saw it as number 50 on a best 50 films of the last decade list on some site recently, but I think it merits at least a top five slot. Not dead last. Hmph.
At a crucial point in the film (photo album), The Tony paused the film and paced around the room.
Swear to god: I did the exact same thing.
Spoilers ahead, guyzzz!
If I've mentioned it already, screw it:
[Will] Smith has clarified Spielberg will not be remaking the [Oldboy American version] film though: he is adapting the manga itself, which lacks the octopus eating and incest invented for the film.
Uh, er, OKAY!
I bet Will Smith as Oh Dae-su won't cry at the end of the remake (production is dead, but humor me). He'll just perch his lips tightly and let his stoic face prevent the already-produced tears from falling down. Then he'll slowly clap and accept it. For every dramatic clap, more acceptance.