Harmony
Korine’s latest is deeply hilarious and seemingly goes nowhere in
between. I was actually surprised how much I liked this one considering
how it finds most of its humor in showing the sheer decadence of these
rich, privileged people. The trailer of the movie suggests that Matthew
McConaughey’s Moondog goes on some spiritual journey in an attempt to
become a better person, while in fact that couldn’t be further from the
truth. Moondog in this movie is a textbook example of someone failing
upwards, who learns nothing in the process, does whatever the fuck he
wants, and eventually gets rewarded for this. His so-called writing
process of creating the next great American novel comes down to him
jotting down some words on his typewriter once in a while in between a
hangover and his afternoon nap, usually with some cocktail or a massive
joint in his other hand.
And
his actual poetry is mediocre at best, while his audience mostly exists
out of people who don’t strike me as the kind that enjoys the art form,
and who seem more amused by his whole clowns act rather than actually
being appreciative of his writings. Moondog is like a cute, untrained
puppy, the kind that people applaud because he only pooped on the stone
floor instead of the expensive carpet. Korine seems to suggests that if
you’re rich and confident enough of your own genius, people will
tolerate everything you do and even praise you for it. He’s probably
right about that.
This
might sound like I was somewhat offended by this movie, which I
certainly am not. I don’t even have any kind of disdain for the Moondog
character, despite all the ways I previously described him. In fact, I
actually had some mild admiration for him while watching this. Or
jealousy might be a better word for it. I envy how he has seemingly
found peace in this crazy, empty world, only allowing whatever brings
him joy into his own personal bubble. "I’m a reverse paranoid. I’m quite certain the world is conspiring to make me happy." he says with a smile. Can you even imagine ever having such a carefree attitude towards everything in life?
There
is something poetic about how Korine portrays this world of advantage
and indulgence. You can almost describe it like a perverted feelgood
movie. There is a weightlessness to it all. Like every moment your feet
can leave the ground and you will float around in the air, going
wherever the wind will take you, dancing in between the pink clouds.
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