Letterboxd — Your life in film

A pretty chill hangout movie on the set of a François Truffaut starring François Truffaut as the director. It’s such a nice little movie with fun relationship dynamics and hurtles in the filmmaking process, but it’s broader statement about the humanity of art is just wonderful.

The Goldeneye-esque Y2K aesthetics for this grand techno-thriller do not save Shiri from a muddled second act, but the first and third act totally rule. With such potent aesthetics and an exceptionally sad and melodramatic conclusion, Shiri proves to be more than just a nationalistic blockbuster while also being a satisfying one too.

Only really laughed at Harland Williams doing a dopey parody of a 90s bad boy, otherwise all the jokes were pretty lame. You can show me Molly Shannon’s panties as a punchline dozens of times, but it was never really funny to begin with.

The ultimate hangout movie. Just a bunch of young adults hanging out, being outrageous and silly, complaining, and navigating the smaller moments in life. It’s very stream of consciousness, but the incredible blocking throughout shows an incredible amount of calculation as to how the film looks and is structured. The film sort of loops to give a vibe that these days, while not very special, have a timeless quality to them. I cherish the days I had like these folks are having and, in a way, I remember them like this movie: in fragments, larger than life, and cozy.

Absolutely feel good cute rom com. Joan Chen gives such an adorable performance.

Even thirty seconds of Matt Smith being possessed by a demonic Patrick Bateman isn’t enough to make me ever want to see this again.

Schmaltzy and a little hokey, but comes at it with a lot of heart and an incredibly talented cast.

Bleak and with sweeping melancholic themes that I am coming to expect from Val Lewton’s productions. Despite most elements being depicted so matter of factly, there is an otherworldliness to The 7th Victim. Long dark hallways are more menacing and seemingly normal people sitting together in a room give off incredibly negative energy. There may be something more powerful at work than what’s on the surface.

Despite some troubling racial depictions, I Walked With A Zombie is a gorgeous gothic tale with some really lovely writing and chilling atmosphere. There is so much bittersweet romance to this that makes the heart ache. A certain longing with the looming specter of death in the other room keeping it from blossoming. Tragedy and darkness in a land haunted by a history of misery and horror, but will anything pure and good grow here? Is love being able to let go? Death is inevitable for beautiful things.

My Big Fat Greek Curse

A friend warned me about Lair of the White Worm with: “It’s Ken Russell, so everything is gonna be insane” and, yeah, they were right.