in the beginning of 2018, i finished NGE and watched End of Evangelion for the first time.
it was the lowest point in my life. i was out of rehab for an amphetamine addiction, was recovering from a mental breakdown, my grandfather who i adored had just passed away, my father was deported and i had to relocate to a new state, my mother lost her job and now i live beneath the poverty line, i am thousands in debt,…
channeling the raw, unfettered yet sexless passion of films like Lean's Brief Encounter and Wong's In the Mood for Love, Le Notti Bianche is a film that grabs your heart and slowly gives it a squeeze until you have no choice but to laugh and then cry your fucking eyes out.
it accomplishes this through the sheer magic Visconti puts on display here. every shot composition is framed immaculately to give a heightened sense of reality. the lighting bursts from…
black void of content. 3-4 episodes of interesting pastiche completely done away with right after, all remaining episodes serving as nothing but pure demystification. the show is so concerned in losing its audience that it gives nothing for the audience to invest themselves in.
plot? characters will tell you. character motivations? characters will tell you. themes? characters will tell you. there's not a stone left unturned for the audience to maybe sit back and infer for one fucking moment. there's…
"even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night."
it's like all the harrowing scenes of reality and artifice melding into one deadly fever dream in Perfect Blue but take all those scenes and stretch them out for 3 hours.
the oppressive atmosphere, the constant disorientation of visuals/sound/time, the barrage of more questions without answers, the impending doom and inevitability of death, it mounts and mounts to a fever pitch until THAT scene, the anxiety and…
tonight i committed my horniest moviegoing sin.
the moment Zoe Kravitz' Selina sashayed into frame i literally could not stop myself from saying out loud in a dead-silent theater "gatDAMN. JESUS."
my friend punched my arm but luckily the crowd was receptive and most of them actually started to clap and some whistled lmfao
i deadass got mfs clapping for Zoe Kravitz being a baddie 😭😭
unrated director's cut.
Halloween II is a revelation, not just an auteristic exercise that's different from any Halloween film before it, it's the culmination of the ENTIRE franchise, taking elements from EVERY film before it.
it's a harrowing deep dive into the psyche of broken people, people worn away by cruelty, abuse, violence, and evil, wearing them down to become worse than the nightmares that so haunt them. this film is a completely unhinged, grotesque exploration of the darkest corners…
