Riveting tale of a bohemian NY gentrifier who can't see past the tip of his own penis; Woody Allen for WASPs. Kind of like it tho lol
first 20 minutes is derivative slow cinema. weird bastardization of apichatpong meets malick but in rural america, and devoid of sensuality (so, so very devoid of sensuality), and without the wonderous beauty, complex meditations, or really anything interesting. and that's the best part.
after, it becomes self-important. this is a film that thinks it's brilliant. in q&a the director informed us that the beethoven rant is a serious thing, not a total joke. how embarrassing. even if it was a…
the idea that love can save is false. wonder woman presents us with black and white morality: blind hatred must be matched with blind love. love cannot save anything. accessible critical thought, defensive protection, and political action can, perhaps, save us.
now as a piece of entertainment, this film is fairly basic. the ugliness of europe, that typical wet cement look of the superhero film, is simply not pleasant. the humour, when there, is deadening. the amazonian island is beautiful,…