Sometimes after watching a movie I feel like I have something that I simply have to say about it; as though there is a storm of words inside my mind that might be harmful to me if I don’t let it all out. I’ve watched so many movies but there has never been a question about why I only review say 1 out of every 10 movies that I stream. By that I mean, why have I never questioned myself about this? I’m passionate about films and I also wouldn’t mind doing this professionally someday but why am I so selective and on what basis? And now it beckons the question: what really makes a movie good or bad and thereafter review worthy for Sloppy Etymology?
The absolute honest answer to that is – a movie needs to stir something inside me. It must, at best, confound me completely at the start and maybe even after the fact, at times. I want to ensure that when I’m reviewing it I’m not merely stating facts. My reviews delve into personal territories so often and I find that they bring out something more in me when I write them and it’s really the most satiating feeling, ever.
Disconnect (2012) reminds me why I enjoy writing movie reviews. It’s the kind of movie that I search for all over and meanwhile, in its quest, end up watching thirty-forty mediocre movies. I don’t think I say this outright at all, (for fear of sounding imposing and thereby scaring away my tiny reader audience) but PLEASE watch this movie.
As the name suggests, Disconnect is a drama that evolves into a very riveting thriller around the various facets of technological advancements and the subsequent consequences when we cannot disconnect from it. Several parallel storylines involving an upcoming journalist, a bunch of adolescent boys, a workaholic father, another extremely dictatorial father and a couple grieving over their dead child. The stories are not interconnected in a tacky way like Valentine’s Day or any other movie that decides to rope in more than one leading story. There’s only one instance of a connection and overlap between two stories and is in no way detrimental to the independent stories.
What I enjoyed best about Disconnect is how engrossing it is. I didn’t think about anything else while watching it. The movie does not linger over unwanted details and unnecessary exchanges between characters to create back story. It does not scream out a warning message to scare audiences regarding the perils of the Internet realm. It never creates a distinction between harm-inflictors and their victims. You will not be able to hate any of these characters no matter what side of the rope they come out on. I found myself rooting for every person in all four stories.
I believe the movie depicts real life right down to the nitty-gritty details without making you feel too uncomfortable. If you’re looking for something very sore and bothersome with this type of Wired disadvantage story-line you should go watch Trust (2010) and after that never be able to trust anyone ever again. But really, we don’t need that kind of brutal reality. Besides, everyone seems to have enough trust issues and insecurities anyway nowadays.
I would go into the details about each story but I suppose it would be more enjoyable if you entered and inhabited these stories without much prior knowledge. It was a complete delight for me because I was unaware. You tend to notice things with more keenness without much forewarning, is what I’ve come to understand now. As the movie progresses to its crescendo, things simultaneously come together and fall apart. While I could argue at length that each of the stories ends perfectly, I wouldn’t go so far as to say that somehow they’re all happy endings. They’re not.
The slow-motion climatic sequence and the Sigur-Ros music score, the brilliant cast and crisp editing and script make Disconnect one of the best movies I’ve seen in the past year. I like to believe that sometimes filmmakers, writers, directors put a piece of themselves in a movie and that’s one of the reasons they are motivated to make it. Very often, viewers miss that peak moment and maybe that’s when they pass it off by saying the movie made little sense or that it just wasn’t a good movie.
With Disconnect, not for a single moment will you feel like you’re being led astray. The message is crystal clear, it’s not the Internet that we need to disconnect from but our lack of humanity and the way we lead our lives, the morals and virtues that we appraise ourselves with so proudly but never really believe in, the need to be loved but still never express it – keeping that in mind I would say it’s pretty obvious where lies the actual Disconnect.
Everyone has certain small worlds inside the big world they live in. It forms a cocoon for you to escape from the bigger world. For me, it’s words, sentences, grammar, poetry, books and music. Today I choose to delve into the odd one out among them. Music.
Music stuns. Music inspires. Music hurts. Music heals.
There are songs which can influence you in a way no book can. No matter how hard words try, sometimes and I daresay most of the times, they’re nothing without music lending them a helping hand. So this is using words to describe music. As if that’s even possible.
So in no particular order, here it comes.
Until We Bleed – Lykke Li Ft. Kleerup
There are no words thick or strong enough to describe this song. It is simply my song. It is my song for every damn occasion. It is my walking song, it is my running song, my dancing song, my sleeping song, my travelling song, love song, breakup song, getaway song, my Tunnel Song. It’s sad that Sam from Perks Of Being A Wallflower didn’t know for so long the name of the song that played on the radio which made her feel Infinite.
But I do. And for that I am grateful.
I first heard Lykke Li’s mystifying vocals in the Twilight Saga’s ‘New Moon’. Immediately I went home and devoured her YouTube channel. I also learned that her name isn’t pronounced as I did. It was ‘licky lee’ and not ‘like lee’ (likely). Not that it changed anything, especially how much I adored and wanted to emulate her. So anyway, Until We Bleed creeped its way into my life. I am in an irretrievable daze ever since.
For months, it was the only song I could listen to, on repeat. I conveniently forgot the rest of the 400 songs on my playlist which meant something to me onceuponatime (I guess). Nothing could compare to what it made me feel. Also, the Unofficial YouTube video plays scenes from the Edie Sedgewick’s life inspired ‘Factory Girl’ starring Siena Miller. Cherry on top.
Minimal lyrics. Repetitive techno-electronic background music. Hypnotising vocals. That’s what you get when you add Kleerup to Lykke Li.
One of the video comments said,”this clip makes me want to smoke.” For the first and probably the only time in my life I added a ‘thumbs up’ to such a comment.
Recently, my friend messaged me saying that someone in his neighbourhood is playing “Until We Bleed” real loud. I asked him to jump that person’s bones already. Period.
Moon – Slow Magic
I discovered this song in one of these ridiculous Internet k-holes I fell into.
It is a typical chillwave, shoegaze genre song. You can put it on repeat for the entire day and just lay in bed and ponder about everything you never gave thought to. It could be the finale instrumental track to the soundtrack of the movie which stars you as the protagonist. The last stage where you are about to attain your ‘happilyeverafter’, that’s when Moon by Slow Magic starts playing. Automatically you will see yourself transform into an Oscar winning performer.
Best video comment I found here: “The stars make love to this song.”
I like to believe it’s not just the stars.
You’re The Shade of My Heart – Owsey, Stumbeline and Resotone
This track is a mixtape of vocals by Rihanna and Ellie Goulding. Add to that some spoken complementary words and you get the most chill, harmonious track ever by a very strong trio. Such different voices beautifully blended into one song. This song is so perfect when you’re writing. No wonder most of my bearable writings happen while listening to it.
I have had a soft corner for Owsey remixes ever since I heard their mix of Skinny Love – Birdy. Clearly this one beats the rest. No one has a right to dislike this song.
Open – Rhye
Okay, so I’ll just say it. This song plays in a Victoria’s Secret commercial. (GOOD LORD, DON’T JUDGE!) Haunting tune, secret identity of the vocalist, repetitive lyrics, very very sensual I mean come on read the lyrics.
“I’m a fool for the shake in your thighs, I’m a fool for the sound in your sighs, I’m a fool for your belly, I’m a fool for your love.”
So, just a month or so ago Rhye finally revealed their identity. What came as a shock was that they are just a duo and the vocalist is a man. Not being sexist here, but give the song a listen and you’ll know what I mean. Also, I ain’t posting the official (explicit) video here, because it’s too beautiful for its own good and I am greedy.
A comment on Soundcloud: “This song gives me something to live for.”
Apparitions – The Raveonettes
This song was made for a different universe altogether. It played for a mere 15 seconds or less on The CW’s Ringer. The Sarah Michelle Gellar lead comeback on television after Buffy The Vampire Slayer. My celebrity girl crush playing twin sisters on a show which ran for 24 episodes after being called off. Unfair or what.
I will hold this true till I die. Ringer had the best soundtracks ever. In close competition with The Vampire Diaries.
Apparitions is a frightening song. I say this because the official video gave me sleepless nights. Okay, not really. But there is something very dark about it.
The Raveonettes, I believe are a well-established band. And I say this because it’s not easy to produce such music and have it loved. The lyrics to this song are everything to me. They play in my head randomly when I’m walking on a dark street, driving or unable to sleep.I am fumbling for words here, because I watched the video again. Ah. Damn. Just give it a try.
The YouTube video description reads: A couple hot chicks get murdered, and there’s some serious haunting going on. Anyway, it’s a pretty awesomely affecting video, and the song will be in your head all week.
Fire Escape – Matthew Mayfield
Another Ringer find, I think I have an affinity for black and white. The lyrics forced invisible tears down my eyes, but it was the voice that arrested. Matthew Mayfield’s voice is what lifts this song to what it is. That’s it. Nothing else.
Also, Brittany Snow has never looked oh so stunning in her entire acting career. Something about her reminds me of the Olsen twins. I sound like I am fantasizing. I will stop. Sorry.
The abrupt ending is so apt. I want to be in such a relationship just so I can feel those complicated emotions and write deep, profound poetry and sing hard-hitting songs about it.
There’s going to be a Volume II to this post because too many songs on my playlist are feeling left out.