A middling Hollywood film from the mid 90s. Actually you don't know if it's from the mid 90s or the late 90s or the late 80s -- it doesn't matter -- but the first thing you notice, somehow, is the sloppy set design and beige colored walls and corny background music. And then the cornier half aware acting, all framed by angles and techniques described in the early chapters of film school textbooks. The lighting alone makes you want to want to sit far away from the TV, crawl into the corner of the foreign hotel room. But it also, all of it, sucks you in too. And though you could have sworn you've seen it before, you can't help but watch it, can't even help but watch the terrible advertisements that interrupt it all. The way you want to watch a big wreck.
Some excerpts from the film:
"In the worst case scenario...I have to sleep here." - man on cell phone with slicked hair
"I asked for an early holiday. They didn't tell me I could only take off two weeks before Christmas!" - handsome man with a TSA jacket
"Go beyond the image, the controversy...CNN Showbiz" - television
"Tomorrow night, Larry King talks to Caylee's grandparents." - tv
"...but today Oprah weighs 200 pounds. She says she's embarassed." - tv
"Whether the economy is up exponentially or down exponentially, things here keep rolling along very well." - a man from the DC government
"What a modern airport." - my father, upon landing at Dulles, 20 years ago
"Modernist funeral home." - me, upon landing at Dulles, last week
An old couple never looked so scared and pathetic to me.
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