• The Ice Road

    The Ice Road

    I remember being told when I was very young that one was to never start any work of writing with a question, and after little first grade journalistic entries turned “presentations” out of seemingly nowhere, whereby you could distinctly make out the line down the middle of the class population and separate them into the categories of pre-sentience and those aware of their own existence, aging, peach fuzz upcroppings, ever-nearing death by the blank bovine stare in their suddenly dark…

  • The Woman in the Window

    The Woman in the Window

    cw: the content of this movie is really bad

  • The End of the Tour

    The End of the Tour

    Slightly uncanny to see David Foster Wallace portrayed so accurately in a biopic both because upon reading Infinite Jest and watching interviews with the man one feels they know him due to how bare everything is laid, and also because it does in a way feel weird to see an author of such an incredibly difficult book be given a biopic in an age where the novel —in the pop sense— seems to be slowly slipping out of favor (discouragingly).…

  • Reflections of Evil

    Reflections of Evil


    I may eventually grow tired of writing certain clichés not for their lack of truthfulness but for the mere fact that words fail to keep me from ushering into them when presented with a film that ticks the boxes for their use —saying that "there's nothing else like this"— that even when this occurs what I will not and probably cannot grow tired of is being presented with those films themselves which defy any real comparison, any comparison that goes…

  • Stan Brakhage Exits the Cinema and Enters the Light of Day
  • Lost in Translation

    Lost in Translation


    I suppose if there was a movie which used Hispanic cultural stereotypes as scaffolding to manipulate an emotional response out of a target audience which is presented as the cultural outsider in the actual movie itself, I would feel offended, if not for my whitewashed and typically thick skinned self (though I’m unsure if that’s even true anymore), for my great grandparents and grandparents who were good people who worked very hard. I lack the cultural background to take true,…

  • Cafe Noir

    Cafe Noir


    An exceeding amount of elements can be unpacked from this movie, from simply the influence of other minimalistic slow cinema filmmaking in the East which are clear touchstones, to possible critiques of South Korean cinema in general through some in-name & in-action references to other films. However, the empathetic core of this film is by far its greatest appeal, propped up by a handful of literary sources which help to provide the depth needed to justify a runtime approaching 200 minutes.…

  • Southland Tales

    Southland Tales


    Life affirming.

  • Love Must Love

    Love Must Love


    I really like the instances where I’m able to call an experimental film sweet or even cute. This might be, dare I say, Carsoncore?

  • Horse, Woman, Dog

    Horse, Woman, Dog


    We did it, we beat Letterboxd.

  • Amor



    Check out this guy’s other cam rip where he dangles his balls in front of the lens while filming an erotica screening.

  • Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi

    Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi


    At this point, if you don’t like Shah Rukh Khan we can’t be friends.