In despair, I love it

I found out that it is agony and anger puts a special spark through me when it comes to cinema. I don't really understand it. As a person who has tried my hand at acting I know that comedy is the hardest, yet to watch someone give themselves over to anger or agony is captivating. Don't get me wrong I love to laugh...it is my favorite thing to do... but like many people I sometimes overlook the work that goes into comedy and I marvel at the work that goes into the dramatic moments.

The things that get to me are tiny and almost insignificant. Sometimes it's pulling at the hair or the stance, even the flaring of the nostrils. Then there are the harrumphs and the sighs. If the actors weren't completely motivated while doing these, then it wouldn't mean a thing. It makes a significant difference.

One of my favorites to watch as far as this goes is Daniel Radcliffe. From his role as an orphaned wizard to his role as an Aussie orphan (that's a great range, I know, but seriously) he is amazing. He kicks or punches the wall to show that he is angry. He even delivers his lines over his shoulder to show that his character doesn't really care. I particularly enjoy the looks and laughs that he gives in the place of dialogue at times.

Then there is Kristen Stewart playing my favorite wackjob of a cluts, Bella. In Luna Nueva, Isabella completely forgets to live her life. Eduardo decides to split... grumble, grumble - another blog for another time...and she stops, just stops. I was wondering how this would be portrayed. What would happen with the cinematography? How would they go about this? It ended up being brilliant. She sits in the same chair, barely blinking, while the camera circles her to show the weather changing as the months pass. Then there are flashes of her just sitting in other parts of the house. Not moving or speaking, with her dad looking tentatively at her. To me the frozen staring into space was the epitome of her depths of despair. Worse actually. Even as the story progresses she finds herself alone again and sits thinking on the side of the bed and stays there the entire night. If anyone watched that and had any doubt in her mind that Bella has jumped completely over the deep end was totally ripped apart from the abrupt departure of that idiot, coward Edward.

My love letter to Twilight aside, I like being taken into the feelings of the person on the screen. If I can't relate with what is happening I find myself reacting in the most inappropriate way. I laugh when the plot turns, no matter how serious things are. I just like for my movies to keep my attention and make me believe.