I don't think I can really put into words how important what Vincent Van Gogh has come to symbolise for me in my life is. So please, if you have 5 minutes, just listen to James Blake's cover of Vincent by Don McLean, and head over to check out my older brother Nathan's profile here. His life mirrored Van Gogh's in more ways than I can describe. He took his life on Valentine's day this year, and it would mean a lot if anyone took the time to see how amazing his film taste was.
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Wolfwalkers 2020
I've never been one to get emotional looking at art to be honest, but this film genuinely had me welling up in parts just because of how heavenly it is to look at. I think maybe Loving Vincent is the only other film I can compare it to as far as how gobsmackingly beautiful it is. The music too! Man oh man, the music is so good. Absolute treat of a film, I'd highly recommend it to anyone!
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Nomadland 2020
Loss is universal. It pervades and infects and yet if you're fortunate enough to gain some perspective, it also enriches. It's an opportunity to be reminded of the fragility of life; the idea that circumstances and people that are seemingly inevitable, can be swept away as fleetingly as the wind. Experiencing loss will concuss you, disorientate you, and most likely leave you stranded, a nomad in the wild. However, after a time, when you heal, you can begin to see…
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In Bruges 2008
r/Letterboxd Film Club 030 // Dark Comedies
A man sits on a bench, overlooking a children's playground. His arms are crossed, his right hand quivering involuntarily as his thoughts stray from the joy of children at play, to the loaded revolver in his pocket. He feels regret, then guilt and then finally, shame. Before shame prevails, however, hope shows its face in the form of a friend, wielding his own loaded gun and with it his own shame. The two…
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Grave of the Fireflies 1988
A gramophone softly crackles in a large house atop a hill. Beneath lies a lake, gently rippling with the laughter of fireflies glowing in the night. As morning rolls in, the sun begins to rise and their glow begins to fade. The waters are now still, at peace. The fireflies; asleep.
Recommended by Alexander Wood, as part of the r/Letterboxd Film Raffle.
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Kung Fu Yoga 2017
Some people call it destiny, some people call it "meant to be" I call it the worst film I've watched in a long, long time.
