Pseudo-Review: How Green Was My Valley 1941

[mhuiraich]

Knowing that the movie was originally intended to be filmed in color in wales.. ended up being shot in b/w in california.. somehow influenced my opinion of the film. Maybe I was not in the mood for it, but the fucking singing. I'm all about labor-movement work songs. The rising of the working class and all that. But jeesh. I can only take so much early 20th century kathe kollwitz labor uprising balderdash. And I've seen a few pseudo-remakes of this film (the one made in the 70's (?) with sean connery comes to mind, or the relatively sappy very distant cousin October Sky in 1995 or thereabouts). I realize that the movie still reflects the non-union (or call it unions quashed by late 1930-40's upper corporate management) conditions endured by eastern US miners today. But jesus.. final synopsis:

1. I wasn't into this type of movie at the time ||
2. it sucked ||
3. I was feeling angry and wanted to vent and this was a useful outlet ( see item #2)

it carried over 2 weeks though. Good b/w high contrast imagery, but I felt like I'd been chewing on uncooked liver.

[Vitriola]

Somehow I missed this message when it was first posted. What's this, like a downtrodden prole musical? Isn't this why musicals were invented, to give those poor fuckers something to chant in order to speed up the assembly line?

[mhuiraichX]

I posted the review as the movie itself distantly reflects labor conditions in some fields in the US. Chronic overwork in some IT fields (>60-70 hours a week), and still.. some very bad conditions for miners in the eastern US. when I saw it through the veil of history in terms of the last 100 years or so, things haven't changed very much in places for this country. But that's the way it always is -- you have pockets of time that remain in the past (Certain parts of Penn & CO come to mind). Economic arenas that are overlooked, whether deliberately or no. But in early 20th, late 19th century, it was most certainly deliberate. Now, it's just policy.. and business is business.

But still, the minions need a choir to chirp aboot.

Last post, bitches. Tired of fending off irrational thinkers and people protesting extensively over-wrought stream of consciousness responses. Rather focus on.. err, just say I'd rather watch Beverly Hills Cop.

As Neal Stephenson.. er.. ICJ.. whatever.. said.. natch.. in Snow Crash.