La recensione su Shame

It's a shame, talk talk talk and bla bla bla for a movie made by a black who bears a name so much striking to me that when I heard how they call him for the first time I thought he was a reincarnation, instead he is someone who got the skill to tell a story about a white man intangled with his own dick dragging power. 
Michael Fassbender is Brandon, a modern "Paul the hot stud" coming from an unknown childhood drama never mentioned but allegedly bulky and true because the only affection he can cling to is a singer sister who pops up every time that something wrong is coming on sharing a different kind of shame, but it is truly a shame?
It's a shame making love for fun blaming night when it finds us so unsheltered as far as to unchain a song old and slow no more groovy as Sinatra and Liza sung for so long, it sounds like goes with girls scoring more and more, scoring that girl in the tube, hooked fucking over the brown guessed eyes blonde girl on the trash can down town, sneaking into a corridor full of fags touching themeselves just to be for a while one of 'em.
May be sex is just the way to feel in family if ain't no family around you and worst of all, but may be also true, the ones living in family swinging your sister around as nothing much easier be, but the night is the night and running around in New York is sweeter than wrong, just an excuse to show us in frame the font of the Madison Square Garden.
Brandon is a naked man in a naked world, a time which shows your naked feelings imprisoned in an hard disk just waiting to be revealed or disclosed just linking the net, and then you're truly in the net with all that fucking peopole and all the fucking boys and specially girls in picture, moving picture and streaming picture down in your hard.
Sexually obsessed but hopelessly attractive Michael Fassbender is a memorable new backwards Brando all'ultimo tango trying to feel something naturally ordinary with the black girl partner in job but it's so hard when the only thing that must be hard is soft, out of that Michael Brandon Fassbender shows everything an actor in this role can do: the entire body, limp down around and almost stiff stick in as(s) the limit of a porn bound, acting down touching and most of all to sport an unforgettable gaze that pearce hiding pain and charm hence cheeks outside will be out of mind to be watching an actor of such a size move around.
So McQueen: I think this director has an idea of cinema inspired by the old school european and USA, belives in the script is working on and he has a guilty complicity with his main actor to create the mood of sexual decadence the movie flash from the on and off eyes of Brandon, the scene in the train with the red hair girl is a jewel of glimpses in camera constructed by the director and the actors until those hands one on the other grabbing the post again in the final scene after all that sex, after a failed love affair, after all that blood, after all not any more those same old eyes.