Joined LB in March of 2013.
The top 4 rotates to represent my mood/what I'm reflecting on most atm
It goes without saying...
Like the unspoken lyrics of the piano's sentimental melody in a scene toward the end... it goes without saying. But does it really? "Go without saying." The facts of what you can and can't see. The knowledge you bring to a redacted document. Your condemnation. Your disgust. Your acknowledgement. Does it go without saying? Something missing. Something lost. Muted colors. Black and white. Does it go without saying? Night vision. Given sight in the dark. Made…
A gargantuan undertaking that is by turns stirring and exhausting. Really didn’t care for the lack of variation in tempo/pace, as it took on the character of an endless montage, but it makes sense in the context of the film’s goals. Similarly, all the characters sound the same with little differentiating them outside their names.
These gripes aside, I found it a mostly compelling, hugely ambitious achievement. A necessary story appropriately told with immediacy and deadly serious dread. Well-acted, multilayered and genuinely unsettling.
I needed this.
Aside from Apichatpong Weerasethakul, Hirokazu Kore-eda is perhaps the only director whose films can completely put me at ease. For two hours, the world slows down and I am allowed to silently communicate with the wealth of subtleties and softly spoken truths a Kore-eda picture holds. Still Walking is no different. It's serene, patient and quiet. In saying these things, I am of course tiptoeing around the most obvious descriptor of all, which is "delicate." Delicacy is…
A claustrophobic's nightmare.
...But not mine, unfortunately.
To be honest, the idea of an increasingly bloody and disturbing descent into a proverbial hell through tight tunnels and suffocating caverns sounds positively terrifying. But I didn't find The Descent even a little frightening and I'm still trying to figure out why.
After a tragic accident, a woman joins a group of friends on a spelunking trip. Everything goes wrong when a tunnel collapses and the women are left groping for another…