Barry Lyndon evaluation action
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Bernadette 2021-11-13 08:01:24
3 hours of smooth, calm, realistic narrative style without a superfluous lens, photography is the ultimate, even a trace of light is captured so perfect, the soundtrack is the best use of classical music since 2001, it is forced to the west. All kinds of movies can only be called costume films, and Kubrick's Barry Linden truly achieved the classics.
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Clotilde 2022-03-22 09:01:35
[A+] Probably the least Kubrick-like movie in the Kubrick movie sequence. Changed from the madness and paranoia of the past, and became grand, gentle and with a hint of lament. But there are still traces of Kubrick's: a profusion of narration, a love of classical music against the familiar sound and picture, and an extremely neutral narrative perspective. Photography is a leap for Kubrick, not to mention its classical oil painting-like texture and 0.7 large aperture, the extreme use of natural light in each frame is enough to make people pay homage to Kubrick. The gluttonous feast of audio-visual language and three hours of joys and sorrows are full of infinite artistic tension under Kubrick's lens. Sighing, sentimental and helpless, and in his eyes, the condensation of these lives, whether good or bad, good or bad, rich or poor, seems to be irrelevant, because as the movie said at the end, "all have entered the soil equally." I really have nothing to say about being able to shoot a movie on this scale.
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[Redmond Barry sees a lone figure down the road, his back facing him]
Redmond Barry: Excuse me, sir!
[Man turns around aiming dual pistols at Barry]
Captain Feeny: Good morning again, young sir!
[a young man on horseback approaches and holds Barry up from behind with a pistol]
Captain Feeny: Don't even think about it. Get down off that horse. Raise your hands high above your head, please. Come forward... stop. How do you do? I'm Captain Feeny.
Redmond Barry: Captain Feeny?
Captain Feeny: Captain Feeny at your service.
Redmond Barry: THE Captain Feeny?
Captain Feeny: None other. May I introduce you to my son, Seamus.
Seamus: How do you do?
Redmond Barry: How do you do?
Captain Feeny: To whom have I the honor of speaking?
Redmond Barry: My name's Redmond Barry.
Captain Feeny: How do you do Mr. Barry? And now I'm afraid we must get on to the more regrettable stage of our brief acquaintance. Turn around, and keep your hands high above your head, please.
[Seamus frisks Barry and finds a pouch full of money]
Seamus: There must be 20 guineas in gold here, father!
Captain Feeny: Well, well, well. You seem to be a very well set up young gentleman, sir!
Redmond Barry: Captain Feeny, that's all the money my mother had in the world. Mightn't I be allowed to keep it? I'm just one step ahead of the law myself. I killed and English officer in a duel, and I'm on my way to Dublin until things cool down.
Captain Feeny: Mr. Barry, in my profession we hear many such stories. Yours is one of the most intriguing and touching I've heard in many weeks. Nevertheless, I'm afraid I cannot grant your request. But I'll tell you what I will do. I'll allow you to keep those fine pair of boots which in normal circumstances I would have for myself. The next town is only 5 miles away, and I suggest you now start walking.
Redmond Barry: Mightn't I be allowed to keep my horse?
Captain Feeny: I should like to oblige you, but with people like us, we must be able to travel faster than our clients. Good day, young sir.
[Barry soon is a few paces ahead of the robbers]
Captain Feeny: You can put down your hands now, Mr. Barry!
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Sir Charles Lyndon: Have you done with my Lady?
Redmond Barry: I beg your pardon?
Sir Charles Lyndon: Come, come, sir. I'm a man who would rather be known as a cuckold than a fool.