The Film Fatale keeps inadvertently reminding me of my love of David Fincher’s “first” movie, Se7en.
Here’s some stuff I’ve posted about it over the years.
And if you love movies as much as I do, you should be getting your daily fix at the link in the first sentence of this post.
It’s time to finish my annual Thanksgiving weekend tradition by watching David Fincher’s brilliant Se7en. Goodnight!
I wrote a paper during my senior year in college that tried to make a case for “Se7en" being a neo-noir film. I don’t think my arguments worked completely but it was still a very fun exercise. I think I watched it three times for that paper, with one of those viewings being a shot-by-shot affair, pausing every time there was a cut. That was brutal on VHS. I also have a weird habit of watching "Se7en" on Thanksgiving. Combine these two things and I have probably seen the movie about 15 times.
I consider this to be David Fincher’s first movie. I don’t count “Alien 3” because the studio completely tampered with it and Fincher no longer associates himself with it.
Andrew Kevin Walker’s script is very good. The acting is great all around, especially by Morgan Freeman. Cinematography (my favorite aspect of a movie) is fantastic, with deep shadows permeating nearly every scene, cool establishing shots (especially the one of the lawyer’s office at night), and clever camera angles (when Mills gets hurt in the alleyway).
The movie is very dark and disturbing, but surprisingly touching and funny as well (once in a while). And, more than anything, it signaled to the world that David Fincher had arrived. It’s the perfect palette cleanser for the saccharine taste left by the holiday season.