• Elsa the Rose

    Elsa the Rose

    o paradise a hundred times lost and found 

  • Along the Coast

    Along the Coast

    could have watched this for hours and longer still, such captivating compositions that in their perfection suggest construction but truly it’s just the riviera at its most natural, captured at its prime through varda’s ever-adoring, percipient eye. gorgeous gorgeous

  • I May Destroy You

    I May Destroy You

    watched this in one day and it was a Lot. in fetal position now until further notice

  • Before Sunset

    Before Sunset

    prompted talks with hamzah on what he termed ‘always-dissonance’ & the mutable nature of skepticism (funny that jesse is so cynical in sunrise but becomes a reassuring voice of revivification for celine here - are her reflexive defences not more characteristic of a skeptic?) clumsiness in cathexis that speaks of unabashed display and resistance to image, the implications of dying in public, sincerity in affairs - like you/like you - innovative bench design and ice cream. i <3 this film for…

  • American Honey

    American Honey

    feels sort of blasphemous to put this on for some background ambience while i study (maybe slightly more acceptable considering this will make it my fifth watch?…) but hopefully this just attests to the moving sanctuary arnold creates or rather, captures, here and how comfortable american honey has always felt to me. i feel almost baptised every time i watch this, the perfect choice to reset your headspace.

    so many sweet, memorable moments interspersed throughout this that shine through like from…

  • Badlands


    felt as a trance set against a morally arid, sun-drenched landscape that blisters with the oppressive heat of 50s americana and as a hostage to the absence that compels the chase towards… it’s not clear what. badlands become codified as abject spaces as kit and holly meander through the barren panorama of dakota, and as they drift further and further from the private realms of suburbia, the infelicities of violence, death and decay that they suppose to hide can no…

  • Fat Girl

    Fat Girl

    wrote out and subsequently hit backspace on derivative spiel of my feelings on this, all i really have to say is literally traumatising. 

    i do wish the cryptic, french title ‘to my sister!’ was kept as anaïs' complex relationship with her sister is definitely more integral to accessing breillat's intentions here than her feelings about her own body, i feel. this is another one i want to really dissect someday, but maybe when i’m less tied up in what is explored here. 

    you are your own voyeur. 

  • The Nun

    The Nun

    i need to rewatch this on a day where i feel more devout

  • My Night at Maud's

    My Night at Maud's

    it's boutta be a rohmerian summer

  • Certified Copy

    Certified Copy

    dazzling, and becomes even more mesmerising upon each rewatch. i'd love to write about this in detail someday. 

    (i need that lipstick she wears, if anyone can point me in the right direction)

  • La Collectionneuse

    La Collectionneuse

    excellent comedy

  • C'mon C'mon

    C'mon C'mon

    children really are the best of us