This is the best Bangladeshi film I've ever seen.
Championing Bangladeshi cinema has been an uphill battle as most films from the country still lack a certain sophistication and finesse, both fundamentally and technically, that limits their ability to compete at the global level. With its selection into Cannes' Un Certain Regard, Rehana Maryam Noor certainly hinted at changing that—yet, I avoided watching the film for the longest time due to fear of disappointment.
I am thankful to have been…
I've met Park Chan-wook three times in my life: At a signing for Oldboy at Tower Records in Soho, then at the NYFF premiere of Sympathy for Lady Vengeance and once again at a Q&A for Thirst at the same festival. Only at the last event did I get to ask him whom his favorite inspirations were: He said Kim Ki-young and Yasuzo Masumura—which led me to binge on the latter’s works.
But now, having watched The Last Witness, it's…
Finally, the world will know not to say "chai tea" anymore.
“Where are you from?”
This is a question that still plagues me—and I have a much clearer sense of identity than most.
Freddie—played impeccably by artist Park Ji-min—is the vehicle via which we explore identity, abandonment, loss and regret. Just seconds of the camera on her face speaks volumes on the tragic nature of disconnect and frustration stemming from being given up for adoption.
Davy Chou’s direction is respectful yet electric, driven home by an incredible score that’s both jarring…
Glad they finally wrapped up WandaVision with a 2 hour movie special.
