Shame

Shame ★★★½

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

I am watching this for the first time eating a Dorreen's Sausage and Jalepeno pizza. So that's what Michael Fassbender's cock looks like pissing. Good. I needed that, I guess. Starting to forget what that vein in his forehead looks like as a result of seeing different veins in more descriptive close-ups. This doesn't feel like agood film or a bad film, watching it. I think I definitely have some preconceived notions about the subjects of sex and sex addiction. I also was led to believe I'd feel a certain way about this movie: that it would be shallow and disappointing. I don't know that I'm feeling that at all, nor am I disappointed with the film, even if it feels like it's trying to consciously work through Kubrick in a slightly more approachable way than Glazer's Birth. But anywho, what we're being shown feels familiar even if I've never had this life. They do feel like real people enough that I'm not shutting it off. I'm a little disappointed with how it decided to end it's story, but a semi-traditional arc with the way things tie up with the sister was not a problem the way it was in Collateral a few nights ago. Overall, I'd say there's something to Shame that folks with problems and neurosis in their sex lives could benefit from seeing. Maybe I'm projecting, but what happens isnt' too open to interpretation, and yet, I feel many of it's detractors are just plain wrong about it. Not a great movie, but, despite having many pretty people, as Kubrick probably would have, naked in this story about sex addiction, does have a lot of honesty in it, even if there's some superficially attractive choices to keep your eyes on the screen. Lots of boobs, plenty of Fasbender's flacid bouncing penis, and I don't know why, but I got something out of watching the film. Came close to rolling my eyes, but never did. I'd recommend watching it.