22 December 2005

I'll come right out and say it: Brokeback Mountain can be pretty silly. But it's cosmically silly, and beautiful, in the way that the great Lars von Trier movies usually are—and, I guess, in the way that life sometimes is. Von Trier would have turned it into a sick joke, but Ang Lee does something with it that isn't easy to pin down. Even now, I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. However, I'm not embarrassed to say that Heath Ledger turns in one of the best performances I've ever seen. I haven't seen Philip Seymour Hoffman in Capote yet, but at this point, I'd say that the Oscar is Ledger's to lose. It's funny, but between this movie and Monster, I'm halfway convinced that every pretty face in Hollywood has a great performance locked up somewhere inside—but that can't be true, can it?

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