"I just wanted to come here." - "To Winkie's?"
A dream. A nightmare. A fever dream.
"Just call me Coco. Everybody else does."
I want to write something about Mulholland Drive, but I have no idea what, or how. The film has been analyzed into detail to death and then some (it feels like the movie that could have given birth to the genre of [Insert film title] explained! videos on Youtube), and re-treading the generally accepted reading of the…
Freunde, das Leben ist lebenswert...
Forty years ago today, the first episode of Fassbinder's magnum opus Berlin Alexanderplatz first aired on German television, and it is my intention to watch every single episode on its 40th anniversary - a project that will keep going until December 29th. This review will get updated after every episode.
The first episode, aptly titled The Punishment Begins, opens with our main character's release from prison, where he served a four-year sentence for manslaughter. Franz…
The John Wick series has long moved past the need for plot or, heaven forbid, character development. That's not what we're here for. We want exciting and exceptionally photographed extended action setpieces, and on that front, the fourth installment delivers.
And yet, I will admit that I am beginning to feel a slight fatigue with the series, which is on the verge of becoming a bit too self-indulgent for me. I can't help but notice that, over the course of…
Screwball comedy at its most delightful - light as a feather, set in the world of the rich and aristocratic, and most importantly: starring Claudette Colbert. She's playing a broke American showgirl stranded in Paris and suddenly finds herself pretending to be a Hungarian baroness to a gathering of posh people hosted by Hedda Hopper of all people. (Well, a character played by Hedda Hopper, back when she was still a regularly working actress.) Shenanigans ensue, and Colbert constantly has…
So you are telling me it is possible to make a documentary about fugitives living in absolute poverty in a camp in Kabul without just reveling in the worst aspects of their fate, but actually showing them as human beings with hopes and aspirations and agency? And you're telling me that, by letting us get to know your protagonists, rather than letting them remain a cipher that the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse get unleashed upon, you manage to get…
Proof you can tackle a hard topic in short film form without getting tacky, or expolitative, or just indulging in misery without saying anything about it.
The Red Suitcase almost feels like a thriller, and it certainly builds up the tension like one.
