Which movie would you like to live in?
I want to live in a Tex Avery cartoon. Hopefully that’s what heaven will be like.
Barbarella
Spirited Away
no way, living in a lynch film would be horrible, someone would probably be trying to kill you half the time and there would be midgets and all sorts of madness nonstop around you.
The Long Goodbye!
Like HAL9000 and John, I would pick
BLADERUNNER
because
as Ben Watt and Tracey Thorn of Everything But The Girl proclaimed:
‘The only way up is down. The only way out is down.’
Also because I could listen to Vangelis music all the time
p.s. Everyone who posts to this topic should explain WHY they picked the movie they picked.
The New World
The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (i’d like to live behind the mirror in that fantasy world!)
Metropolis
Antichrist (the forest of Eden looks like a good hike!)
and anything from Ingmar Bergman or Carl Dreyer’s work from the 1950’s – their b&w European landscapes look timeless and relaxing.
L’avventura: Cruising around Italy with Monica Vitti – oh the bliss!
i notice that most of your choices are creepy/depressing/weird sets. such as blade runner or spirited away.
personally i would like to live in the patty duke show or the dick van dyke show or any of those 50s/early 60s sitcoms. because everything is always resolved at the end and has a happy ending. maybe it’s cuz i’m the product of a broken home!!!
p.s. or amelie
Masculin, féminin. 1960s Parisian youth culture. Perfect.
I’m going to cheat because it is isn’t a movie, though there are a few straight to dvd movies. Futurama for sure.
Law said:
“None of them. Cinema should be about reality.”
Bollocks.
And if I hear one more person fetishise “Parisian youth culture” of the 1960s…bad enough hordes of sullen Melburnians feel the urge the recreate it, ESPECIALLY at the arthouse and Cinemateque.
The hilarious part is if any of these fools attempted to harass Brigitte Bardot for an autograph, she’s spit on their furcoats.
“The Dreamers” would be an awful film in which to live…the brother and sister couple were just poisonous—overly privileged imbeciles with no sense of responsibility—and if those two were around 40 years later, they’d be the type wearing Che t-shirts and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes blabbing about how much they would have LOVED to have been in Paris 1968 (since it wasn’t the desirable time to be in Paris).
Le sigh.
That said, I did relate very much to the central character who narrates the opening of the film. I wish I could show this film to people asking why I sit so close to the screen.
Keyser said:
“By the way, art is meant to be a “distortion” of the actual world. A yearning for the ideal, some sort of construction which brings us closer to a feeling of absolute meaning. In other worlds (sic), if we do not want to live in a film, it hasn’t done its job well.”
A fine pseudo-intellectual speech to make if you wish to woo some beret-wearing, neckerchief clad first year arts student down at the local “Breathless” revival…doesn’t fly with Yours Truly.
The world is full of cinema where the idea is to make you NOT want to live in its world. If you think all film is a yearning for the ideal, and the job is to make you want to live in its world, you don’t understand film.
Example:
This film works as well as any ever made. And I doubt you’d want to live in a world where everyobody has been turned into a mindless drone, separated from all feelings of warmth and humanity.
Of course, if you so happen to live in Los Angeles, you could tell us what that’s like.
One film I’m surprised nobody has mentioned is “The Omega Man”. It’s a film that simultaneously makes you want to live in it and NOT want to live in it. Being the last person in the world has its pros (BIG pros) and cons (BIG cons)…and when you run into Rosalind Cash, it looks a little rosier.
“Wattstax” is a film I would love to have lived in…and it actually happened! “Woodstock” is another one…again, ‘twas real…I prefer the soundtrack of the former, but going camping in the latter would’ve allowed more of a time and place to ball.
Finally, “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory”, anyone?
I remember wanting, despite its grim plot-points, to crawl into Peter Weir’s PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK.
Pierrot le fou (just because)
The big lebowski
I’d love to live in a musical. You know the Singing in the Rain type, or even better An American in Paris: that would be cool. Or Les Demoiselles de Rochefort, but then you’d have to sing all the time, which could be difficult at some point.
I guess I want to live in Gene Kelly’s world basically
Withnail and I
The Hustler
Pierrot Le Fou
My Neighbor Totoro
or
Hulot’s world
Groundhog Day
Who Framed Roger Rabbit
Weird topic, but I’ll say …
Murder on the Orient Express
… as one of the living, of course.
I’ve always wanted to go on a long sleeping-cabin train ride, and especially one just like this, with all that high fashion and grand style. And they’re all snowbound, too, which only means more ice for the martinis! What fun.
I’d like to live in a Henry Jaglom film. I’d be independently wealthy, live in a mansion, I’d hang around the pool with my friends all day, run on the beach and I’d keep the relationship with Justin Kirk’s character in Hollywood Dreams going. No getting up at 5 or 6am to go to a crappy job. I’d have time to make my own movies!
Boogie Nights
I want to be the title character in SON OF SINBAD (1955). That’s the one where he’s surrounded by hot buxom babes for 90 min. and his sidekick is a very funny Omar Khayyam (played by Vincent Price). And the main babe is one of my favorites, Sally Forrest.
I’d like to live in Irene In Time. I’d be the boy toy for all those independently wealthy women. Lounging by the pool… A guy can dream.
LA DOLCE VITA
A Single Man because of the colours and Sixties Design
Lord of the Ring’s Lothlórien
The Golden Compass
…and, maybe childish, but still…. Harry Potter
The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus
Amelie
any of the Marc Dorcel pictures argh
The Dreamers
Les Demoiselles de Rochefort
Fellaheen
By the way, art is meant to be a “distortion” of the actual world. A yearning for the ideal, some sort of construction which brings us closer to a feeling of absolute meaning. In other worlds, if we do not want to live in a film, it hasn’t done its job well.