Panties, push-up bras and ... Michael Bay?
Who says the auteur theory is dead? You know before the credits have barely began to roll that you're watching a Wes Anderson movie, or for that matter a film by Pedro Almodovar or Martin Scorsese. But when it comes to being a real auteur -- in the sense of having a uniquely discernible visual style -- is there really anyone who can hold a candle to Michael Bay?
If you think I'm exaggerating, just watch this new Victoria's Secret commercial, which features pretty much every trick in Bay's video arsenal. I'm talking the whole enchilada: the luscious, wind-machine blown supermodels, roaring motorcycles, shooting flames, hovering helicopters, throbbing metal music, gleaming sports cars, a fiery, sky-high explosion and the clincher, lots of lingerie-clad babes, lasciviously wielding pool cues.
I don't know if this is really what the Cahiers du Cinema critics had in mind, but if you're looking for pure sensation, no one does it better than Michael Bay. When it comes to selling suggestive schlock, he is the true auteur of our time. See for yourself:








Well, hate him all you want but Michael Bay has a terrific photographic eye and a superb visual sense. It is seems that the fashion among snobs and wannabes is to hate on Bay, ridicule him or insult him at the first chance but as a shooter the man is great. It also seems mandatory to present him as a screamer and not a nice guy. Well, if life in this town proves something is that every time you hear somebody being derided by the nobodies it means probably there's something good in them. I don't know him personally and I can't care less if he's polite or not. Even the kind of movies he makes are not my kind of movies, but I cannot deny him the craft, the talent and the chutzpa. Fair is fair.
Posted by: richard | December 08, 2009 at 02:11 PM