November 10, 2004
The facts are impressive but the documentary passes by so slowly it loses its effect. Crammed to the full with interviews and comments, much like a supersized meal, Super Size Me, borders dangerously close to becoming monotonous.
Several times during the documentary I found myself wanting to speed things up, perhaps the effect of the Macdonaldized society that we live in, where much like the policy of Macdonalds, you get everything as quickly as possible. Or perhaps more accurately, I was more or less interested in the consequences of his experiment, the results of which were few and far between the numerous factual scenes. All in all, although interesting, Super Size Me reminded me off a poor immitation of Michael Moore's work and didn't live up to the hype surrounding it. Of course its unhealthy to eat Macdonalds every day, but in my oppinion the ill effects weren't really that obvious. In addition I wonder how many of the effects weren't in fact psychologicaly induced.
Nabakov's book is brilliant, but what stands out is, essentially the protagonist: Humbert Humbert. In him, the author has finally bred the perfect offspring of the innocent and the mentally corrupt. Why is it that we are suddenly drawn to and in many ways grow fond of a man who embarks on a mission that is considered so grotesque and sickening in our society?
Perhaps it is Humbert's fine blend of european class coupled with his devilish intentions or is it the wit and emmotion that the author manages to inject into him, that make the story so intense. Either way, as you read you find yourself cringing delightfully at the human elements contained within the book, laughing outloud at things you never thought you could find funny and most importantly, turning the page because Humbert is getting up to nothing good, again!