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Watched Kubrick's 2001 yesterday, mainly for the kids' benefit, to show them what a film that is as much art experience as popcorn movie looks like. As a precursor, I played them a podcast of a BBC Radio 4 Film Programme special on 2001, telling them that, in the case of 2001, it didn't matter that much if there were any plot spoilers.
The nine-year old didn't last an hour; the eleven year old declared it the worst movie he'd ever seen, worse even than the original David Niven Casino Royale. A bit harsh.
It was somehow both shorter and longer than I remembered. Having been to a previous cinematic revival my recollection was that the intermission was very much required and I would have guessed that it was at least 3 hours rather than 140-odd minutes. I seem to remember ageing visibly during the ape section in particular.
What struck me was how little story there was. Okay, the Dawn of Man section is necessarily mood music, but the nine-year old turned to me after the space travelogue section that immediately follows it and said (direct quote) 'What did that tell us?' The Moon section works for me far more than the voyage to Jupiter that is the core of the film - the slow build up to the screeching radio transmission - but even this is just the 'quiet, quiet, quiet, loud' school of horror in arthouse clothes.
Which brings me to my starter for ten: a radio signal aimed at Jupiter. Is that possible? Isn't radio, by definition, broadcast?
And (consider these all your bonuses in one) what, exactly, are Poole and Bowman doing to jeopardise the mission? They're all going to Jupiter; it's not as if anybody is pulling in a different direction. Nobody suggests aborting or changing the goal. What happens approaching Jupiter would have happened anyway, even if HAL hadn't tried to change things. Isn't that what he wants? Is HAL part of the monolithic culture, or has he been corrupted by them? When? How? Why is better for the mission for Bowman to be on his own, rather than part of a team?
It's not as though Kubrick was trying to squeeze events in to a ten-minute short; and, even then, you allude to the previous two occurrences and start your drama with the third. Never has there been so little story or drama spread so thin.
Curious, also, that proto-humans clubbing each other to death rates a U-certificate, whereas Paddington shutting himself in a fridge garners a PG.
The DVD will be going back to the charity shop from whence it came.