there is an artistic area where you are too skilled to be charmingly bad but not skilled enough to be unironically good. this is what I call the untalented valley
So much of cinema's power comes from believing that theres another human mind on the other side of the screen conversing with you. Someone who made hundereds small, big, deliberate, specific choices in every single frame.
The tragedy of AI art isn't even that it looks bad, it's that it forces you to become a skeptic. The moment you start wondering if a gesture, a certain pacing, a duration of pause was intentional or just a program hallucinating, calculating probabilities,...the immersion dies, the magic disappears.
pov te despiertas en 2026 y te das cuenta que no hay porqué volver al pasado, que tus errores fueron vitales para volverte quien eres hoy, y que sobre todas las cosas aun estas a tiempo de lograr tus sueños
Ese momento cuando te das cuenta de que todavía no eres el hombre que quieres llegar a ser, pero ya eres un hijo ocupado, un hermano distante y un amigo ausente
It's so terrifying how real this feels. He's dealing with very relatable issues in the modern world like lack of purpose and loneliness, but he's responding to them in a completely unhinged and self sabotaging way.
And especially on rewatch, we can see how corny he is. He's looking pretty tough in the first few shots: getting in shape. Then at the gun range he's blinking and flinching as he fires, like most of us would. He's not an archetypal movie killer, he's a normal, weird, corny, loser guy.
He flexes just to see his own arms, he practices drawing the guns in front of the mirror to see if he looks cool and intimidating, but his physical movements are quite effeminate in those shots, not really tough or scary. He's an fascinating and believable character because Scorsese and De Niro did such a good job at making him a nuanced, interesting, spooky, determined, violent, badass, corny, loser guy.