May 1, 2012 Leave a comment
In a shameless (ha Shame) attempt to court more page views than necessary when referencing this movie and the two stars of the film, Michael Fassbender and Michael Fassbender’s penis, I decided to go back to this movie for today’s post. My initial review of the film netted a middle of the road rating of 3 out of 5, but it wasn’t for a lack of liking the overall product. For me, Shame was a daring film that attempted, in the most artistic and graphic way possible, to showcase the pain behind the life of a sex addict. To be fair, how can someone pity a man like Michael Fassbender and his counterpart, his penis. I am sure most people (men who end up seeing this) will envy the life this man leads. I mean he has sex, like a lot, in this movie, but it isn’t the act of copulation that is explored. It is the psychological connection between the act of sex and the meaning that derived from it. An unfathomable thing to think about that something so pleasurable to a lot of people might be destructive to another.