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Surprisingly engaging. Minimalism can be hit or miss to me, but Akerman shows just how powerful the less-is-more approach can be. With wide, extended, static shots, the focus is placed on patterns of behaviour. Small character beats are littered throughout Jeanne Dielman that an attentive viewer can pick up on, details that reveal a great deal about the titular Jeanne and her son. Jeanne's routine is also so well established, that when she breaks her pattern in the smallest of…
It's no coincidence that we have collectively become fascinated with multiverse theory in the age of the internet. Postmodernists have long observed how an excess of information leads to an implosion of meaning, an idea that grows increasingly relevant. It seems our growing access to everything everywhere all at once has produced a specific kind of 21st century existential dread many have felt. I've felt it too. It's counter-intuitive: the more you look, the more lost you feel.…
This has been an extremely trying and dreadful year. Never before has it been so clear that I am alone, totally at the whim of forces I am powerless to control. Eventually, you cross a point beyond burnout, where you strain to remember a time when your engine was fueled to begin with.
The artist that has helped me the most in getting through this year was Hayao Miyazaki.
In career spanning decades, no one can touch the immaculate worlds…