Thursday, June 23, 2005

Terry Teachout Gives The Limey A Shout-Out

Wup - I make a point of perusing Terry Teachout's blog, but it looks like I missed this the first time around:

After I got home, I watched Steven Soderbergh’s The Limey, a film I hadn’t seen since its theatrical release five years ago. (A friend of mine has a refrigerator magnet that says, "Time Flies, Whether You're Having Fun or Not.") Unlike Sexy Beast, another indie flick of the same vintage that I recently viewed and found rather less impressive than my memories of it (though Ben Kingsley is every bit as good as I’d thought), The Limey holds up and then some. A devastating neo-noir look at what the Sixties wrought, it's the only film of Soderbergh’s since sex, lies, and videotape that’s made me think there’s more to him than his reputation.

That last line? Bullseye! I'm quite fond of The Limey myself - it qualifies as one of my ten favorite films from the last ten years. Since so much of what Teachout usually talks about (music sans electric guitar and a 4/4 beat) flies over my head, it's nice - or "incredible good" - when we do connect on something.

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