It's often the work of Know Yr Product to discuss the sub-textual value of film and its reach in society, and I never want to attemp to play fiddle, chair two, in that regard. However, in this particular instance, I feel its only right for me to bring this film to the virtual table for his, and more importantly your consideration.
L'ultimo bacio is the original, and Italian version of Zach Braff's Last Kiss. It tackles infidelity, and the cause of such an act, fear. The fear of monotony, and the discomfort with which some, most, many, or all of us may feel when in an intense and serious relationship. I will now attempt a KYP-esque analysis:
Carlo, and all of his friends, are challenged with the threat of settling for the known, instead of the adventure and uncertainty, and most important, lack of responsibility that couples with the unknown. They claim they need to feel alive again, until they are then faced with two compounding extremes (Carlos with a young affair that is also in the search of love- which solidifies that regardless of age, that commitment is a constant value & the death of a close friends father, suggesting the lasting quality of death, but the devotion of loved ones), which makes the players realize that the real, has already been attained, but the renewal of such is a task they must work towards.
2 comments:
excellent sir, don't think of yrself as second chair, let's call it a harmony.
I see hints of the kierkegaardian narrative in this film.
also wanted to comment on how balanced this film is between the main characters liasons and the friends' pursuit of freedom.
proust says something to the effect of you don't know what you have until you realize it can be lost.
When's the part where we get to trash Zach Braff?
Every part is the trash Zach part.
Also- totally Kierkegaardian narrative, down to every pin-point- except there is one of the friends who manages to get away- which is like Garden State, but without Zach chickening out and not going for the ellipsis- which i loved.
In regards to proust- you don't know what little is actually yours until you start trying to give it up.
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