A film to make you fall back in love with cinema.
The only film that, in my view, has distilled the creative process to its most sacred essence - the unavoidable fact that no matter how far astray your life may go, there's nothing else you'd rather do with the time that's been allotted to you on this Earth. Yet in order to dig deep enough to make a statement, you need to make concessions to your involvement in the outside world, as your era slips away while you whittle away at your craft. Anything and everything you'd ever want to feel from a story.
I won’t belabor the point: watching this film with a packed and engaged crowd was an absolute highlight for me as a theatergoer. I honestly think that the only way I could feel this proud of something ever again was if a project I was a part of was met with a similar reception. I’ve spent so much time in the company of these characters and engaging with other fans in their mock-universe this past year, and it’s made me…
Privilege doesn't only remove you from economic strife - it also allows you the freedom to abandon any and all emotional tethers to the people around you. It allows you to re-characterize loneliness as self-sufficiency.
I don't know if I've ever seen a sadder film. It brilliantly aligns itself with Swanson and lets us observe him, but unlike a typical character study, we learn even less about what drives him - even while he makes small steps towards recovering his…