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Maria's life was a search for the ultimate answer even after she found there was none.
Burned-out B-movie actress Maria, depressed and frustrated with her loveless marriage to an ambitious film director, Carter Lang, who would rather work on his career than on his relationship with her, numbs herself with drugs and sex with strangers. Only her friendship with a sensitive gay movie producer, B.Z., offers a semblance of solace. But even that relationship proves to be fleeting amidst the empty decadence of Hollywood.
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O Destino Que Deus Me Deu, Играй как по писаному
Premiere
29 Aug 1972
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Italy
Venice Film Festival
Theatrical
19 Oct 1972
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Italy
29 Aug 1972
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The Lana Del Rey ‘Ride’ vibez are strong with this one. So L.A, so Vegas, so Lana aesthetic. Petition to get this remade with Lana in her big screen debut.
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happy to announce that from now on my entire personality will be loving this movie
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Once upon a time in Hollywood I guess.
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This movie has a hypnotic quality to it and doesn't play on a level footing with it's jump around time lines and many hidden contexts. So yes very ambitious with a looseness that hangs like laundry on a wire. I can't say I kept up with all that wanted to be established cause it was very art house with a challenging Joan Didion script that definitely wanted to flip some narratives but I do love a movie trying something different and this has that but like a car put in neutral relying on the world to move it. The Vision of the yellow corvette pumping along the freeway that felt like a morose heart pump through a carotid ventricle of…
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Anthony Perkins. Oh my fucking god.
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I've had a complicated relationship with Tuesday Weld as an actress. Pretty Poison, Author Author, Return to Peyton Place, and now Play It as It Lays. That's all I've seen her in, and it's a pretty weird mix, and her performances have been a mixed bag. She was awful in Author Author, a beacon of light in Return to Peyton Place, and perfectly fine in Pretty Poison. Now, with Play It as It Lays, I think I finally get it, and I badly want to see more of her films. She is terrific and incredible here.
I watched this on YouTube where the description calls it a bizarre film, and that is absolutely true. I was really put off by…
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Yeesh. After this brutal, nihilistic beatdown, I had to look at a picture of my one year old niece to remind myself that everything isn't worthless. Tuesday Weld is great, but not enough has been written about Anthony Perkins' shaggy, feathery hair in this.
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“She wants to know if you think god answered.”
Stylistically fascinating, like replay scenes and shots in my head over and over to pick them apart fascinating. Tuesday weld is radiant and really sells every line, even if at this point this kind of narrative is familiar territory (not the films fault). So frank in its nihilism it’s hard to shake
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"I don't ever wanna be where you are."
"You don't wanna be, but you will."
Nothing applies if nothing matters. You may think you know what you want but you don't as it never existed in this lifetime, and assuredly will not in the next. Everything you do has been molded by a life lived not on life's terms, but on the terms of those who tether you to this marginal plane that provides plenty of room to roam but the act itself resonates as tedium when you find yourself on a treadmill, merely playing the unwinnable game time and again and - ultimately - for eternity. Illicit acts meant to numb but don't, running all the same from the…
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Collabin' with Stephen! Check out his review as well! Thanks for picking this one!
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Hollywood is so far up its own keister sometimes it’s hard to appreciate the kind of films that glorify/demonize the industry, or more generally, place it under a microscope. Instead of feeling completely awful for Maria Wyeth Lang (how can you not), there’s also a resounding rejection of Tinseltown in all its greasy, dirty, amoral machinations in Frank Perry’s Play It As It Lays. Weld’s performance could be a loose adaptation of Marilyn Monroe’s life, leading me to make the contemporary film connection to Andrew Dominik’s Blonde and how we perceive an iconic actress to what actually occurs beneath the glitz and glamor. Watching these types of…
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felt like the entire lana del rey discography. starring tuesday weld! kind of obsessed actually
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the movie took longer for me to finish than the book