Here we are with number 89, the controversial, love it or hate it masterpiece from Stanley Kubrick, 2001.
I hadn't seen the film in so long that I really didn't recall enough to know what to expect. What I got was 3 separate films told with very few words and way too much classical music. I think I get what he was trying to do.I seriously do. We were to watch the great moments in human evolution, triggered by the monolith, where ever that came from.
From a technical aspect, from a visual view point, I was enraptured with this film. The sets, the way the camera moves, the way the sets move. All of the simulated micro-gravity and all the ingenious solutions to combat it was amazing. What really killed the visuals was the overly loud classical soundtrack interspersed with too much silence or an overly loud sound of oxygen being pumped into our atmosphere. It was way too distracting for me. The beauty was marred by this ear bleeding noise at times.
The second act is really all that most people think of while talking about 2001 and it's easy enough to want to confine the film to that alone. I might have been a great film if we did just leave it there.