The Moral of the Story: Go See The Fifth Estate!

I saw The Fifth Estate today. When I got home I did a little researching and apparently critics have become married to the idea that the film is no good and is not worth the time it would take to see. This in turn inspired me to write this post to combat all the negativity and hopefully negate the idea that this movie is not worth your time. Hopefully, my views as an average person and not a paid movie critic will shine through. (**Note- There aren’t any spoilers, so after you read this and decide to go see the movie know that it won’t be ruined)

Anyway, the moral of this is: go see The Fifth Estate!

For anyone potentially reading this and thinking what the heck is The Fifth Estate – The Fifth Estate is DreamWorks newest biopic that tells the story of WikiLeaks founder Julian Assange and his companion Daniel Berg. The film takes viewers through the organization’s inception and on through the beyond controversial leak of confidential U.S. documents in 2010. (Well that is the most basic summary of it anyway)

Now that we are all caught up, I want to start by saying when this controversy happened I was a junior in High School who was more wrapped up wondering if she would get asked to the Homecoming dance than worrying about little things like breaking national news. Yet today I have grown into a person who has become so fascinated by communication of information in this world, that they want to base the rest of their life and career around it. If you share that perspective you will like this movie as much as I do.

That being said it is important to note that this film beautifully illustrates the evolution of communication in a way that is not only intelligently delivered, but also thought provoking.

Moving right along, it seems that the biggest problems critics are having with this cinematic beauty is its refusal to tear apart and condemn the life and actions of computer programmer turned journalist, Julian Assange. However, therein lies the best part about it! While many may see this as a lack of depth on director Bill Condon’s part, it actually proves just the opposite. They fail to see that the point of the movie is not to be a biography on the life of Julian Assange, but rather to eloquently address the events and lives that were affected by him, by showing the progression of communication in the 21st century.  Ironically Assange himself is often condemned for publishing content that negatively affected people’s lives, which seems to be is all critics want to see. The movie was not created to ruin his life, only to spark a debate on the ethical ideals it is representing.

This brings me nicely to Benedict Cumberbatch. Wow. This man is one of the most underappreciated actors ever. Underappreciated as he may be, there are few in the world that are as phenomenal at what they do as him. His portrayal of Assange himself was not only spot on, but conveyed him in a truly dimensional manner that only Benedict could have delivered. He meticulously works not to vilify or condemn a man who is easily condemnable in the eyes of many people. Instead, he presents Assange as a human being and not the information anarchist people often assume him to be. In the future when you see Benedict Cumberbatch’s name attached to a movie know that it will be something of quality.

When the movie ended and the theatre lights came dimly back on we all just sat in our chairs unmoving. I could almost hear everyone’s minds whirring and trying to process what they had just seen. I have never been to a movie before in my life where everyone sat there in awe when it ended, unsure if they should clap or stand or speak. It was wonderful.

In a world where films are churned out by the hundreds with the sole purpose of grossing millions of dollars and attracting people to the box office with meaningless explosions and love stories, this movie stands alone in the fact that it is one of the only things out right now that will truly inspire you to think about the way the world works around you.

Side note to all you movie critics- I love David Fincher and Aaron Sorkin just as much as the rest of you! Their focused and insightful production was cinema gold and worth every nomination in my opinion. But how can you let such a basic comparison blur the deeper meanings of this movie?!

So go see it. Be a free thinker and don’t be bullied by the negativity of critics. It’s worth it, I promise!

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Space: The final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship…well you know

Well summer is officially here! Since finals I have been in a perpetual state of moving so I finally found some free time to go see Star Trek: Into Darkness (uhh twice) and after the second time I just want to talk about it so duh what better place to do that than here?! So prepare for all my random thoughts to tumble out in this post…

First of all if you haven’t seen Star Trek: Into Darkness you should go. Right now. I’ll Wait.

It is the perfect blend of unfailing action, beyond fantastic music, a villain with the gift to make anything sound hair raisingly sinister and an interesting story line. On top of which non-trekkies will understand what is happening just fine, but there are still subtle jokes to be found for those of us who grew up with our fathers quoting the show as it played on TV every night. Live long and prosper Leonard! You’ll laugh, you’ll cry and you’ll want to see it again! Well you probably won’t cry but point made. (Sidenote: Benedict Cumberbatch is phenomenal and if the movie was him running around alone on Kronos I’d still go see it! But it was nice to see him kicking butt and being a good ‘ol fashion baddie)

Moving me to my next point. Anyone who can accurately claim their title as a Whovian would have noticed that Mickey was the man who made a deal with Benedict Cumberbatch’s character at the beginning of the film. Little Mickey! Playing a grown man. In addition to the personal little reunion moment I had after seeing him, it made me start thinking how weird it is to begin the transition of actors you know playing kids in films, to them playing parents. Maybe it is just undeniable proof that we are growing up, but it is still incredibly strange. For instance, a generation ago Tom Cruise was a little kid who got left at home and danced around in his underwear with prostitutes while his parents went away for the weekend. Now he is trying to save Dakota Fanning from an alien invasion, playing drunken washed up rock idols, and trying to save the world with Morgan Freeman.

There was once a time when the biggest problem in Matt Damon’s life was that he was so smart he needed Ben Affleck and Robin Williams to help him get into college. Now he is off buying zoos with Scarlett Johansson. I don’t like it. I need everyone to stay the way they are. I’m not even really sure where I was going with that. Just something I was thinking about.

West out.

(seriously go see it.)