My 1000th film logged on this site. What better than Hou Hsiao-Hsiens aptly titled Millennium Mambo. This deeply reflective mood piece so beautifully drenched in neon captures romantic discontent as well as youthful angst at the turn of the century in contemporary Taipei. Shu Qi's performance in this film and the tremendous essence that seems to surround her in every scene is remarkable. The loss of excitement, a self destructive lifestyle and the perpetual bout of aimlessness into a vacuum of…
Much like the opening sequence, I found myself drifting through the film as if i was a passenger on the boat. Enveloped by a myriad of emotions and in a constant state of observation at all the transient and ephemeral moments of love, loneliness and tragedy unfolding in front of me, all amidst the backdrop of a far slower societal change. There's hue's of Kar-Wai here, the dream-like quality, except it's a portrait of the grittier side of Shanghai at the…
The unified struggle against British imperialism. The subsequent disagreements which turned friend into foe. Two pivotal moments in Irish history: the uprising and the civil war. Loach is absolutely masterful here in portraying this all.
I was quite surprised at just how immersive this film was. This also happens to be amongst the highest of praise I can give to a war film. The dramatisation of such events will always pale in comparison to what actually happened but this film…
Often monotonous musings in monotone with momentary humour... just my kind of film.
I really appreciate Jarmusch. I'm glad I picked this as the first in my little reacquaintance with the fella. Sometimes a little boring, but man, some of the segments here are absolute gold.
In particular, Steve Coogan and Alfred Molina. I actually had no idea Molina was British. Their entire segment is absolutely brilliant.
It's also a little reassuring to know Bill Murray fucks with the Wu.
low iq - cool short about two new york street performers hustling over a corner block
high iq - sandler's goldman is a metaphor for the oscars and him telling silverman to fuck off is basically the fucking bullshit that was handed to uncut gems in what was a clear snub, how the fuck wasn't sandler nominated for best lead
The frenetic trail of misfortune. A 130-minute opiate of pure fucking anxiety, of innumerable heart palpitations and a level of tension in a film that's almost unmatched. If Good Time felt like overdosing on a couple pills of aderall then Uncut Gems is like grinding every pill in the box into a powder before dissolving it in acid and injecting that shit straight into a vein. Insanity.
Adam Sandler was on some absolute king shit.