Movies about/starring women and girls of all ages. I originally started this list just as a reference for myself, but…
God Help the Girl
Eve is a catastrophe—low on self-esteem but high on fantasy, especially when it comes to music. Over the course of one Glasgow summer, she meets two similarly rootless souls: posh Cass and fastidious James, and together they form a group.
like THE YOUNG GIRLS OF ROCHEFORT remade as a twee Glaswegian John Hughes movie. it'll be *too* twee for some people, but thank god i'm not one of them. i loved every shaggy second of this plotless, ramshackle pop musical (it helps that i'm rather fond of the actual music).
and Emily Browning... dream waif. somewhat uncomfortable that this unexpected but admirably blunt anorexia story features so many incredible costumes that just *beg* viewers to slim into them.
God fucking help me more like. I had reservations about this because I'm pretty anti-twee cunts but I thought I'd give it a shot anyway because its something different and I don't really mind B&S.
At least the songs are good? I mean Emily Browning is good, but she always is, but I got better things to give a shit about than twee posh wettys pissing around, you know? There's no depth here, there's an attempt to shoehorn some ~serious issues~ in but for real, this film would be better if it was just unabashed, shallow indie pop cuntery and was done with it.
Also why is this nearly TWO HOURS long, get a grip.
I think I'll stick with Coppola's for my pretty dresses and cute faces and no depth and a COMPLETE LACK OF DIVERSITY t h a n k s.
At some point about halfway through the film I found myself asking the screen in front of me, “What is this film even about?” There are two different films playing. One is a story (though a very incoherent one) of a young women suffering from anorexia finding her way back into the world through music. And then there is a collection of music videos about charming young people doing charming things. The only relation between the two is that the same characters are in them, but thematically and narratively they have nothing to do with each other. This is a film that you could fall asleep for a good portion of, and not miss anything of importance.
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I think my Belle & Sebastian-loving days are over.
While the songs are enjoyable, the film lacks any resemblance of a script, is overlong (2 hours?!), does not feature enough of Josie Long, and is more about pouting girls than anything else. Olly Alexander is endearing, but as he can't pout, he's never given centre stage.
The mental hospital scenes are too much of a mid-2000s, 'Skins'-y, teenaged girl's fantasy - it's no coincidence Hannah Murray stars as a character called 'Cassie' in both. Mental health problems were the biggest fashion accessory during those years at my secondary school, and I feel it's hugely unhelpful to people with problems that this film half-arsedly throws in an eating disorder and glamourises mental health institutions as places you can check out of any time you like. Eurgh.
Bill Forsyth + Bande à Part + a posh Scottish girl with Adèle Exarchopoulos lips = my kinda party.
I love Belle and Sebastian. I love romantic comedies / dramas. I love movies that are twee and earnest, and I'm not opposed to musicals. So why didn't I love this? Well, it's a little stiff. It's clearly a first feature, and Stuart Murdoch, writer / director / frontman of Belle and Sebastian has some trouble integrating the music. The dialogue scenes are a little stilted and he doesn't quite have a handle on the tone of the film, rendering it quite clunky in places. But I still liked it. It's charming and fun, and how often do modern day musical coming of age romances come along? If it's reach exceeds its grasp, the reach is still admirable, and the grasp is enough.
The performances from the cast were charming and sweet, but at times it was hard to tell just what kind of story the director was trying to tell. Was it a musical? Was it a romance? Was there even a band formed at the end of the film or was it just another random musical number? Fortunately though, the cast can sing very well (save for Hannah Murray who sounds like her nose was blocked the entire time she was singing). However, the seemingly random chronology of events left me more confused than satisfied by the end of the film. It’s also funny how James’ monologue at the end of the film is very indicative of Olly Alexander’s own band’s success in the pop music scene (which was honestly the main reason why I wanted to watch this film).
Really delightful. Emily Browning is a joy and Stuart Murdoch shows promise, though it doesn't look like he wants to make another film. The characters are sweet, ultimately thin but with a great sense of sincerity around them.
I Want the Film to Stop
Remains one of the best musicals of the past 10 years.
Not much of a plot here and very stereotypically indie and twee...Essentially I feel like this is just a really long belle and Sebastian video, or what would happen if Wes Anderson made a musical (ok but actually I'd be so into that), but sometimes it's just what you need
criminally underrated, indie kid wet dream, set in my home (or thereabouts) glasgow with absolutely no scottish main cast members for some reason, brilliant music, thoughtful exploration of mental illness and eating disorders, gd shit
It's spasmodically paced and predictably twee. It's full of small moments that work delightfully in the moment, but as a whole it's almost incomprehensible. Characters flit randomly in and out of the story with no real motivations or dimensions while the central trio moves from one situation to another with very little flow. Good performances by Hannah Murray, Emily Browning and Olly Alexander and the music is classic Belle & Sebastian, but there's not much meat on what is essentially a collection of unrelated songs.
this is not a movie.
uwaa ok this was so aesthetic and the songs were cute
even though not much happens? whatevs i liked james n cassie n eve
Help me out with this one guys.
"It's Mission Impossible!" is the true peak of cinéma.
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