Hiroshima Mon Amour is both a great film and some of the most pretentious clap trap I've ever seen.
It is as much a beautiful ode to overcoming the despair of utter destruction as it is a terribly misguided self-important comparison between the main character's lost love and the world's most horrific disaster.
It is beautifully photographed and scored, and so melodramatic at times that it is laugh out loud funny.
It's poetic dialogue sings, but the dreariness is too…
We've all seen films whose beginnings spend altogether too much time establishing characters or situations. Most of the time we end up being quite glad that we stuck with it, because at some point things came together and got interesting. The Lady Vanishes is one such film.
From a screenwriting perspective I can't help but wonder what could have made The Lady Vanishes more interesting right from the get go. I know that the establishing scenes were altogether too long.…
My ticket stub says that I saw Silver Linings Playbook but it can't be the same film everyone else has seen. It just can't be. This one was supposed to be charming, enjoyable, fun even. It won the TIFF Audience Award. It was supposed to have great characters. Cooper and Lawrence were supposed to have given wonderful performances. DeNiro, it was said, was back. Jackie Weaver, wait, was she in this?
The film I saw was bland and boring. I…
I heard people talk about immortality,
but I ain't seen it.
l wondered how it'd be when l died.
What it'd be like to know that this breath now
was the last one you was ever gonna draw.
l just hope l can meet it the same way she did.
With the same... calm.
Cos that's where it's hidden -
the immortality l hadn't seen.
What's it like to be lying in the middle of an unfamiliar jungle with birds…