"It's too much"
Sometimes it feels like getting older just means adding more regrets and sad memories to a pile that threatens to barricade the doors and black out the windows.
But the smallest kindness can make that pile seem manageable. And having friends around can fill that room instead with light and laughter.
Before Sunrise ends with a montage of the locations Jesse and Celiné had visited, echoing the memories of their brief time together.
Before Sunset begins with a similar montage of places they will visit. The film feeling the same anticipation as they do at the possibility of reconnecting.
And in Before Midnight, we get a similar montage. This time, of different corners of the hotel room after Celiné storms out as Jesse scans the aftermath of their argument. The poured…
A very good translation from stage to screen. The songs are great, and the style is cool. Love to see something oozing that 50's style that is not so idyllic.
I think my new favorite little moments are the ones where the cops show up and we glimpse, if not a level of respect between the Sharks and Jets, at least a certain code of honor. Like when Bernardo asks if Schrank would mind repeating himself in Spanish and all…
If you don't like this movie you're lime green Jell-o and you can't even admit it to yourself. It's good spooky fun.
I went in having heard of the films re-evaluation and I agree that it was unfairly maligned on release. Similarly, Megan Fox's performance leads me to think she was unfairly pigeon-holed in her hey day. But I guess she got to be in some really profitable franchises and her boyfriend is weed now so it can't be all…
KELLY: it's kinda cute how you are wrecking your whole life for me
LENNY: 🥺 oh i can wreck it WAY more
All joking aside, I would like to get back to origins. Many people, they don't think like this but I think we've taken enough out of Letterboxd in many ways, y'know? I feel that all of us should think about putting something back in.
Cold take: Harry Powell (Robert Mitchum) might be the devil incarnate, but Icey Spoon (Evelyn Varden) is more dangerous. The transparency of Powell's whole gimmick is as exaggerated as the expressionist style Laughton uses to tell the tale. But Icey takes his schtick at face value, and leverages the trust her community has in her to give him an in-road for his sinister plans. It doesn't matter that young John Harper is immediately suspicious of him, or that Powell's charm…
