debbystardust

White Lotus,

Mic drop. As an "emerging writer," I often put forward the notion that contemporary fiction would be dull without gay, male novelists (Grant Ginder). And the same may be said of television and Mike White, the writer behind White Lotus. I had my issues with the first and second seasons of White Lotus; I can say that the third season left me feeling satisfied.

Yes, I am biased. I'm from Alabama dealing with family issues. So, oh my god, I needed this season In ways I don't think even the creators, nor my doctor understand. Oh my god I need more wine. Please, I need help. Thanks. Unresolved- I get it now it's a gift to the suffering in Alabama. It is to me at least.

The Cinematography plays a starring role and director David Lean delights in laying out the treasure of Venice in summer for the cinematic eye. A later Lean film Lawrence of Arabia is my favorite film and it's interesting to see similarities in the two movies: trains, impoverished boys selling cigarettes, and regret.

A relative of mine said of this film: "Katharine Hepburn is too old. It's sad." But he's totally wrong. She's an amazing protagonist. We know nothing of Jane except in the visual feast of her summer sojourn in Venice. Her athletic performance is undeniably remarkable. She falls in a canal and gracefully swims out of it without using a stunt double. Plot? There is a plot. I don't remember the details. For me, it's the visuals and the the glorious fashion of 1955. It's still the "New Look" but every stitch of clothing is a sartorial delight. This isn't just a travelogue. This is a clothes movie. "Jane's" high ponytail never wavers- but her dresses tell a different story.

Speaking of visuals, Jane's Italian paramour is a work of art. He was the actor from South Pacific, the original "Some Enchanted Evening." He brings the charm of Venice to life. And yet.... Is the couple's ill-fated flower, the gardenia, a good thing? Does it represent some post-war malady half-understood?

I enjoy tennis movies. Tennis has been a casual interest of mine since watching John McEnroe's TV tantrums when I was a child (I think tantrums are the best thing about tennis.) Although my brothers played basketball and my uncle was a professional baseball player, I was overweight with a bad leg, so I wasn't athletic in school. I've been envious of athletes, but I'm now cycling and becoming more active after getting needed vascular surgeries. I feel the envy and competition of the characters in Challengers because I've "sat on the bench" so much in my life.

Josh O'Connor was the standout performer for me, but the other two lead actors more than hold their own. The odd choice of a children's choir on the soundtrack took me out of the scene twice in the film (I kept thinking, I sang that in church, but I can't remember the lyrics and the British children were hard to understand.) The visuals in the film are often stunning, but I'm left feeling like I watched a great sports montage along with fragmented pieces of relationships. However, Challengers is more evocative and memorable than most other recent films. It's certainly better than the Paul Bettany film Wimbledon.