In ancient Egyptian mythology, a dead person's soul would be weighed against the feather of truth in a ritual called a psychostasy. If their soul was lighter than the feather, it would ascend into the afterlife. Heavy souls were devoured by Maat, eater of the dead. Good films go to hard drive heaven while the recycle bin eats the rest.
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Ironweed (1987)
A tragedy directed by Hector Babenco, starring Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep.
Our old pal, Jack wakes up in an alleyway in 1930s Albany, Ny and smashes an empty booze bottle. Things only go downhill from there when he encounters a friend with cancer who wants to drink himself to death and a sick girlfriend (aka hooker).
I may have rated another film as "the most tragic thing I've ever seen", but this one is definitely in the running for that title. HOWEVER, the characters, setting and plot were done well and really convey the ideas that went into making this. In this case, tragic is a good thing and I'm giving this a nice, green rating for living up to some of the main criteria by which I judge films.
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