Celebrating my Irish heritage with the work of my favorite Jewish filmmakers.
Watching during nap time because my two year old can't handle a man getting shredded with a tommy gun.
Celebrating my Irish heritage with the work of my favorite Jewish filmmakers.
Watching during nap time because my two year old can't handle a man getting shredded with a tommy gun.
Kicking off my st. Patrick's day celebration by celebrating my Irish heritage with the work of my favorite Italian filmmaker.
Watching it the night before because my son is now old enough to know what swears are.
Even money says Tyler Perry is shooting a movie about a DA named Phani Phillips, Right. NOW.
I find the question of worst Criterion fascinating because it fundementally calls into question what the purpose of the criterion collection is. Is it a simple attempt a collating of the "best" movies ever made? Or is it meant to serve as a genuine microcosm of the cinematic landscape?
Because if its the former Fearless Hyena 2 is a complete failure of mission. If it's the latter it's a complete success.
As a movie FH2 is a legitimate embarrassment, a…
The arc constructed by the new Criterion set suggests that this is where Chan found his footing. Taking control of his own career as a director from people who misunderstood his talent. This narrative is complicated by the fact that the film post dates Drunken Master and Snake In Eagle's shadow, suggesting that other people knew how to utilize Chan's talents fairly well by this time in career.
Nevertheless, its equally impossible to argue that Chan understood his unique persona…
It struck me while watching that Lynch wasn't just wrong for the material, he was uniquely wrong.
If we accept that Villenue and co.'s read on the text is the correct one, that religious, messianic and mystical experience are simply means of control exerted by other cynical forces (even if the point is that this particular attempt goes careening wildly *out* of control) then its hard to think of a director who would be less interested or sympathetic to such…
Watched while laid out on my couch sick as a dog, which i think are the ideal circumstances.
At no point did my Mom come in to feel my forehead and give me wheat thins and ginger ale, but this is a forgivable oversight on the filmmakers part.