Watching too many movies since 2020.
The cryptically titled Skinamarink is less of a narrative feature film than a 100-minute mood piece about how utterly terrifying it felt to be a kid alone in a dark house. Ostensibly this could just be vivid hallucinations brought on by a traumatic brain injury—or perhaps the world’s scariest sleep paralysis demon. To me it’s really about the abject terror that a 4-year old experiences when the lights go out and they hear noises from upstairs and their parents aren’t…
You know that feeling you get when you watch a particularly beautiful sunset? It’s a fleeting thing; it only lasts a few minutes. But, for that brief moment in time, it’s like everything else fades away and all you are left with is the stunning colors that only seem to exist in that sky and those specific clouds. Each one is somehow unique.
That’s what the experience of watching this film is like. It’s simply rapturous. There is no other word to describe it.
Gave me chills at the finale as much as any broadway musical ever has. SO great!
I will never get tired of seeing Jimmy Tatro in movies, fucking love that guy. I’ll confess to still being completely baffled as to why Ayo Edebiri has been in absolutely everything lately. Not a fan of her at all.
MCU does Mission Impossible.
All in another solid entry in this new phase of the MCU. If anything it felt a little exposition heavy—there was almost too much plot to cram into just over 2 hours—but all of the classic Marvel elements are there, for better or for worse. Quippy dialogue, poignant emotional moments, and CGI-heavy action sequences in equal measure, and it all (mostly) works really well. Okay, there are maybe one or two too many headache-inducing CGI scenes in this one for me.
Also, Florence Pugh continues to absolutely knock it out of the park. She was the highlight of this film for me.
I was intrigued by this the minute I saw the trailer, I think possibly ahead of my screening of Inland Empire last year. The arresting 16mm cinematography caught my eye immediately with those gorgeous blues and the pop of red from the volunteer’s jacket.
Visually, the film lives up to expectations; it is beautiful to look at in that sort of grainy, rough around the edges way. I just kept waiting for the horror element to actually kick in and it never really did. There’s certainly a whole lot of subtext here lurking beneath the surface but I struggled to actually get invested in it.