Monday, April 26, 2010

The Ruling Class


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This is all fairly silly hippy-dippy stuff about a delusional young English lord (Peter O'Toole), who inherits his family estate while fully believing himself to be a kind of a Godspell-cum-Superstar Jesus Christ, complete with wacky musical numbers and a cross he can climb up on when he feels especially put-upon. Of course, young Lord Jesus' nattering about universal love makes no sense -- in entirely predictable ways -- to his crusty old-moneyed British family. It's all halfway interesting in a shaggy way-too-long sort of way, but hang on for the intriguing and absolutely insane left turn in the third act. I've rarely seen a movie go bananas quite like this one does. It's like watching Benji turn into Cujo.

5 comments:

Dawn Summers said...

There's a new banner without telling us what the old banner was?

Julius_Goat said...

Check the top of the right sidebar.

madbrooklyn said...

I will definitely have to check this out - and it's an instant play on Netflix, yay!

I Had said...

Ah. I've seen that movie too, it has one of those haunting lines: Women in love with a married man shouldn't were mascara. :(

I Had said...

wear. Whoops.