A list of Edgar Wright's favorite 1000 Movies per his list on Mubi on July 27th, 2016.
The Virgin Suicides
Beautiful, mysterious, haunting, invariably fatal. Just like life.
A group of male friends become obsessed with five mysterious sisters who are sheltered by their strict, religious parents.
The title is trivial as a spoiler for the film. To clarify, The Virgin Suicides is not about teenaged girls killing themselves, in the least is it because of overbearing parents keeping them from sex. It's about youth ending, idealism crumbling and life changing; the thoughts of emptiness in the happy-go-lucky days of unbeknownst perfection turning into the oddity that is growing up, finding love, discovering sex and making the rest of your way for yourself after your parents can no longer. It's quite simply lovely.
The film's surface rests heavily on this eponymous tragedy, but it isn't this under the face value, especially in the sense of tone. Sofia Coppola does transfer between making the mood an awkward teen…
Do you have a film that makes you so happy but so completely sad at the same time? Because this film, this hazy and soft and sparkly film is mine.
tag yourselves i'm the virgins that committed suicide
As soon as we see the title it suggests that you are going into a depressing film and this certainly is one. With a mysterious, melancholic and sometimes haunting atmosphere Sofia Coppola was able to do a solid debut with her The Virgin Suicides.
This tells the story of five beautiful girls, full of life are forbidden to live their adolescence in a normal way by the restricted orders of their religious parents.
Is difficult to talk about this film without spoiling much and I don't wanna do it for the ones who haven't seen it yet. I will just say that freedom is one of the best things we can have in life. Living in cloistered is not easy or good for our mental health.
The performances are solid from all of the actors, it's visually beautiful and has a great the soundtrack.
Kind of amazing how Sofia Coppola made a stylized movie out of, what is essentially, the color beige in film form
"We felt the imprisonment of being a girl." ~ Narrator
Based upon the 1993 debut novel by American writer Jeffrey Eugenides, this debut film by director Sofia Coppola presents the primary elements that would become her trademark over the next decade. It is about affluent white people having affluent problems. It demonstrates a high level of production values, well worthy of her filmmaking pedigree, with a great soundtrack to boot. And it delivers solid performances by top-notch actors, notably Kirsten Dunst as the central character Lux Lisbon, with James Woods and Kathleen Turner as her parents plus Danny DeVito in a minor role.
The story is told as a retrospective, 25 years after five teenage sisters killed themselves in Grosse…
Forgot how much I enjoy this movie.
Such a creepy/pretty movie
Not sure if this movie helped or hindered my depression.
one of them wasn't a virgin tho
when i first watched this when i was 14 i started writing the names of all my crushes on my underwear i kid u not
It was a pretty boring movie. I guess it was nice to look at aesthetically but that didn’t make up for the boring plot.
Found this one a little tonally all over the place, as if the twee depiction of stable middle America didn't sit well with the graphic subject matter that makes up the title.
Like most of Coppola's work, this too taps into those brief and fleeting connections we accumulate throughout our life and the feeling of loss we ascribe to them retrospectively. The desire to know somebody better, or more fully, to truly unravel a sense of character, is something we seldom have the intimacy to do in our lives. Her films try to probe that absence and explore the possibilities of relationships left unturned.
But here, the Lisbon girls are drawn too elusively, too elliptically, for us to ever fully engage with. And so, what we're left with is a work that is charged not by the provoking emotions of absence, but instead by emptiness.
It was almost 6am, when I woke up from one of my "impossible trips". I can't recall exactly where I was heading; but I know now it wasn't towards life.
That's the strangeness of sleeping: my eyes are closed, but I'm not dead; and my heart is beating, but I'm not alive (not the way I want to).
I want to go on a real trip, one of these days. To close my eyes under the stars and to wake up running from away the sun. Or from mosquitos. Or from some psycho. I don't know!
I'm myope... Maybe I'm mistaking the psycho for a nice guy and we'll fall among flowers, laughing. That wouldn't be a good ending for a story, but... It's not a bad interruption...
my favorite letterboxd posters! ordered by color (only movies i've seen)
some of my favorites focusing in depth on female characters