Kind of like Passengers (half kidding, but the controversy on this one always felt like an inadvertent bend of timeliness).
The entire movie D-FENS is running into people who trigger him or push back and justify his rage. So the whole time you’re rooting for him. He’s the protagonist! And then you get to the end and the detective just doesn’t give him the same response. But you never worry that Duvall is about to be a victim. And I think it’s very difficult to portray a character who is seasoned, gentle, grandfatherly, but doesn’t come off in the slightest as prey.
The movie is a bit of a gut punch because I think it does encourage you to cheer for him sticking it to The Man and the Nazis and the corporations, only to realize ,alongside Douglas, that “I’m the bad guy?”
D-Fens was mostly right with his anger. Just turned out he never knew how to control it and was an abusive husband, too.
Obligatory, I do not think it means what you think it means.
When that film first debuted, you couldn't throw a rock without hitting someone who knew of it.
This comment and a similar one on reddit are the only times I've even seen it mentioned anywhere (IRL or otherwise) in 10+ years
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We only watched season 1 because that's the one based on the original Lonesome Dove book. They make some changes, but generally only one that makes the show easier to follow. I'd highly recommend anyone to watch it. If you stick with only season 1 it tells a complete story and it's not too long of a commitment. It has everything.
RIP Duvall. You've had many roles, but this is the one I'll remember you for.
The audiobook is great, but the sound quality for the first few chapters wasn't the best. That gets fixed though. If they ever do a "full cast" audiobook for this one I would definitely buy it.
I guess for actors and other types of artist specifically, people relate strongly to the work. It can form the basis for life memories. You remember where you were when you heard a song or saw a movie.
Because fiction allows an escape from the drudgery that real life can so often be.
Because sometimes fiction is required to inspire us as to what we consider possible in life.
To pretend to be a person that you are not, on demand, for months on end, is hard and it demands great empathy and skill.
“He’s so good. But he’s gone. WTF.”
I don’t recall who now but there was some actor whose last film came out more than a year after he died, and that felt messed up and I can’t articulate why.