the stars represent the *experience*, man
WHY ON EARTH, in the most triumphant vocal and orchestral moment in one of the most iconic act one-closing musical numbers EVER, would you give us a wide shot of a tugboat floating by the statue of liberty while sloooooooowly moving onto the superstar carrying the entire picture on her shoulders??? one has to think there was a reason streisand has another big musical number on a boat in her directorial debut, and also note that she pulled it off…
is everyone insane?
ETA: a day later, i’m expanding on my thoughts because i can’t stop having them. i don’t think of myself as a particularly reverent person, even when it comes to the subject matter that this film explores. but i found the whole package so artless, tasteless, exploitative, and manipulative. it wasn’t the staged death scenes that did it for me — i actually found that gimmick to be an interesting method to jump into a larger examination…
the color correction. THE! COLOR!! CORRECTION!!! they couldn't maintain the color of rosamund pike's eyeballs, so they just went with "blue-ish" along with every other object in this movie.
too bad dianne wiest wasn't the lead. it would have been her eiger sanction, her tightrope. what a waste.