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  • The Miracle Woman
  • Light Sleeper
  • My God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?
  • Final Destination 3

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  • Princess Protection Program


  • Ponyo


Pinned reviews

  • Satantango



    The distant bells at the beginning, throbbing again and again, set the stage for repetition as a common thread throughout Satantango. The clock ticking in a room as we sit in silence with Futaki and Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt (the rain outside also forming a sound pattern). And inside the inn a clock ticks in more of a lilt, a 3/4 meter that becomes hypnotizing after a while. The clacking of typewriters as Petrina and Irimias enter the captain's office…

  • Solaris



    I had a nightmare about you last night.

    Those anxieties, those feelings of remorse, regret, angst, guilt, fear, pain, they all erupted in a sort of half-shaped monster in my mind, feeding off of the misery. And what's worse is, you were the monster.

    But worst of all, you were real. No longer were you an apparition of my mind and my pain. You were a ghost with flesh and bones; the worst kind. That wasn't you, though, was it?…

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  • Stand by Me

    Stand by Me


    I sometimes feel so absolutely alone in the world. Like I'm sitting in a house in a town in a county in a state in the middle of nowhere. I am the center of my own life, yet I always feel like the real center is thousands of miles away. Each car that drives past my window, each family walking their dog. Every drop of rain, every whisper from the wind. Life is so fleeting, and I feel like I'm…

  • Andrei Rublev

    Andrei Rublev


    I was NOT expecting to be deeply personally affected by a 3-hour 1960s Russian black and white movie - from a notoriously difficult director - about a 15th century icon painter, but here we are. This was incredible.

    "In cinema it is necessary not to explain, but to act upon the viewer's feelings, and the emotion which is awoken is what provokes thought," said Tarkovsky himself in 1962. I am going to take this to heart, and write about what…