Andrei Tarkovsky’s The Sacrifice is an incredible film of light and shadow, grace and despair, prayer and insanity. It unwinds slowly, letting you enter each moment. It was the first Tarkovsky film I’d seen. So I was looking forward to watching Andrei Rublev, which I’d brought home from the library. Ultimately, it did not disappoint, though it took us a while to get the hang of being in the movie, what with its multiple monks and painters. We finally sorted out who was who well into the film. There’s a famous scene of the "Tatares" raping and pillaging the village. We see a horse falling down stairs and being speared, and a cow on fire. We were pretty disturbed by this! I don’t think it’s right to set an animal on fire for art… and I don’t think they had stunt cows.
In complete contrast to Tarkovsky was Paul Blart, Mall Cop. Could anything be more different? Well, actually, it would have been worse had Paul Blaert been a completely horrible film. It wasn’t! I guess I had expected it to be, so with lower than low expectations, it turned out to be not bad.. and not offensive, not stupid, not mean, and not full of misogynistic sex humour. Good clean fun that you could watch with your kids/parents!
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