Brandon Wilson

Brandon Wilson

Cinephile; luftmensch; dad; husband; progressive; agnostic; filmmaker; UCLA '94, MFA '99.

Favorite films

  • Beau Travail
  • Killer of Sheep
  • All That Jazz
  • 2001: A Space Odyssey

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  • The Card Counter

    ★★★★

  • The Many Saints of Newark

    ★★½

  • Grandma

    ★★★½

  • City of Women

    ★★★★

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  • The Card Counter

    The Card Counter

    ★★★★

    When the credits began I let out a chuckle. My wife asked what that was for. And I told her “he’s doing Ozu style opening credits.” She nodded. I think this is more than a throwaway homage; I think this signifies that Schrader has accepted that much like Ozu, he does one thing better than anyone and instead of trying to do lots of things he’s locking in to that one thing. If he only gives us Man-In-A-Room existentialism from…

  • The Many Saints of Newark

    The Many Saints of Newark

    ★★½

    Mediocre. Unfunny. Blandly directed. The final shot made me laugh from embarrassment. And if you’re going to make race a meaningful part of your film, maybe hire some POC to work behind the scenes (this film needed a Black screenwriter and/or Black cinematographer BADLY). The film tries to tell three different stories and botched them all. Deeply unsatisfying. Should have been a limited series. Young Gandolfini is good. So is Nivola (although Dickie is just not that interesting as a…

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  • The Irishman

    The Irishman

    ★★★★½

    If Clint hadn’t started talking to chairs he might have made this movie. This movie is sure to disappoint and frustrate Scorsese’s douchebag fans and I absolutely love that this movie comes on the heels of both Hustlers and Joker which have used Scorsese as a playbook for box office success. The maestro has moved on. This is autumnal Scorsese, Ozu Scorsese. Quiet Scorsese. If you loved Silence then you’ll love this and if you didn’t, well you might want…

  • The Last Black Man in San Francisco

    The Last Black Man in San Francisco

    ★★

    Beasts of the Northern Wild. Aims to be an elegy for San Francisco but felt to me like a hairshirt for guilty gentrifiers. It almost came off as apologia for gentrification since the main characters Quixotic quest is so absurd the gentrifiers seem sober and sensible by comparison. The main character’s backstory, a compendium of Black dysfunction and downward mobility may be based in truth but it felt like misery porn. His suffering makes him “authentic” and “real” but when…