Last night I broke down and put in a Netflix DVD that's been sitting on my desk for months now. I was reminded that it had been sitting there when Twitter became inundated with posts about the break down in the Starz-Netflix contract. The Satellite TV channel had a distribution agreement with Netflix to provide digital access to movies from Sony and Disney through Feb. 28. 2010. But, Starz announced that it will not continue the arrangement and so Tweets were telling everyone they'd "better" go watch all the Starz movies in their Netflix que.
When I do watch movies, I tend to watch digitally. I only use the DVD feature when a film I really want to watch isn't available.
I had read a review about Dogtooth and was intrigued. It was a well-respected film critic and it was the shortest review I'd ever read. It said something like "I'm not telling you NOT to see Dogtooth. I'm NOT telling you TO see it. All that I'm telling you was that it was disturbing." That was it. Then, when it received the nomination for Best Foreign Language Film at the 83rd Academy Awards, I decided to order it.
Now I know what he meant. Whoa. There are few films that I'd say I'd remember all my life. Most of the stuff i watch are chick-flicks so that's not surprising. I forget the premise days after I've watched some of that stuff.
Disturbing isn't the half of it. I picked up my remote a number of times to turn it off but I was, I don't know, mesmerized? Like the lookie-loos who stare at a car accident, I couldn't look away. And, it had nothing to do with the fact that my Greek is practically nonexistent even though I am married to a Greek. Learning Greek is another item on my To Do Someday list. So, I had to read the subtitles to follow along.
