Trying to watch Sight & Sound’s Top 250 movies in time for the next poll to come out 🏳️🌈
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A blast. Prano Bailey-Bond's debut is perfectly attuned to the media hysteria around violent media which persists in the UK, but flourished with the dawn of VHS. Censor is creepy, paranoid and tense before abruptly switching gears - the final moments are deliciously satirical, with sarcasm oozing out of every frame.
There's some fun stuff here. Meryl Streep gets a function within the plot that's often assigned to male characters: she's a good person whose particular set of skills (whitewater rafting) are relied on by the bad guys to pull off their scheme. David Strathairn, meek and bespectacled, is a man pushed to his limits - echoes of Guy Pearce in Curtis Hanson's later L.A. Confidential. The photography is breathtaking at times, too, capturing the Montana and Oregon scenery as well as any National Geographic spread. But the plot is rote, and Kevin Bacon's antagonist too dull to whip up any tension.
A gorgeous, moving doc which tells a fascinating story (one I didn't know a single thing about beforehand) but is more interested in interrogating the role of heroes to marginalised communities. I learned a lot from this film.
Watched at BFI Flare 2021.
A spiritual sequel to 'Inside Out', insofar as it teaches a lesson which isn't just what we need to hear, but directly opposed to the usual aphorisms of popular media. Here, it's that pursuing your dreams with a single-minded zeal to the exclusion of everything else isn't the way life should be lived.
The Pixar team's hyper-real, lavish recreation of NYC isn't just a tech showcase, but submitted as evidence for the film's message, and juxtaposed with the literally two-dimensional…