Bones and All - Randomly refreshing this two year old thread for absolutely no good reason to give my thoughts on a movie I don't even like very much. I don't know why I feel the urge to give my opinion on this one, I just do. I neither liked nor disliked this movie. I was neither bored nor entertained. That's my reaction to most movies, but I felt like it was noteworthy here. I like these emotional humanistic intimate-type movies, and all the actors gave it their all, and all the standard movie stuff here was good, but I just felt nothing here. I didn't feel like I got to know the main characters enough to care much about them. Is there a name where you can just tell that events in a movie are happening in a sort of plodding and non-natural way, a way that reminds you that you're watching a movie, where the movie's structure is front and center and it doesn't really let you suspend disbelief? That happened here. Things happened just to happen. Things felt mechanical and episodic. Like, now we're at the carnival. Now two weird dudes showed up. Now we're going to see her mom. Now she's going to leave him. And so on. None of it felt natural. I don't know how to describe it but you can feel it.
And the ending was so silly. Like, first of all, the creepy guy came back, which was a lame ending in the first place. That guy was the only thing that gave this movie a plot or conflict or any kind of structure, and it was clumsy. He wasn't really meaningfully connected to either the movie's themes of cannibalism or the romance between the two main characters, he was just there to provide conflict at the end. He didn't fit in with the movie. And Timothy Chalamet got stabbed and he was like "I want you to eat me" all dramatically and some dumb guitar started playing, and it was so hilariously corny. And he literally even dropped the movie's title at the end. Come the fuck on, man. I thought this movie was supposed to be serious. I found out after that this movie was based on a YA novel and yep, that tracks.
I feel that this movie would have absolutely nothing without its cannibal theme. Like, take away the cannibal stuff, and you have a movie that everyone will forget about five minutes after they saw it. There's nothing here.
I am also opposed to this movie being labeled as horror. Just because a movie has gross or disturbing stuff in it doesn't make it horror. Horror is supposed to try to be scary. Mood and effect matter more than subject matter in categorizing genre, don't they?
Also, does anyone have any recs for emotional/humanistic/intimate movies of this sort that are actually good? Like hopefully where you actually care about the main characters? I think I might try to get into movies again.