In case our readers (what few of you we have left) have wondered where we've been for months, just know that Lawrence of Arabia is a hard movie to decide to sit down and watch. True to my memories and my expectations, it was very, very slow and very, very epic. But I have to give it a little more credit than I have in the past. T.E. Lawrence really is a great character and Peter O'Toole plays him with amazing onscreen chemistry with himself. And the story is interesting, just executed in a way that I'm not so into. The major problems I have with Lawrence of Arabia are those of personal preference; I hate desert movies, and I don't like looking at men as much as I like looking at women. If you can get past the endless sandy landscapes (which, of course, are beautiful, but get kind of monotonous) and the lack of speaking women, you're set.
To give you an idea of how incredibly slow this movie is, an Annie Hall's length in (about an hour and a half) is when Lawrence finally dons the characteristic white sherif robes. And in terms of how I felt watching the movie, it was actually akin to the early BP winners like Grand Hotel, where I almost couldn't control how badly the movie made me want to sleep. Clearly, I think Lawrence has more merit than Grand Hotel.
I dunno. In general, I think I gave this movie less credit than it deserves, but I still never really want to watch it again. Note to myself: Alec Guinness is in my humble opinion the most talented actor in this movie, but that accent was SO AWFUL. 6/10
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