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  • Hiroshima Mon Amour
  • Breaking the Waves
  • Holy Motors
  • Werckmeister Harmonies

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Pinned reviews

  • Clifford the Big Red Dog

    Clifford the Big Red Dog

    My review for In Review Online:

    When moviegoers go to the movies, they typically do so with certain expectations: to be entertained, to feel something, to unwind from reality and escape into fantasy, to derive, in short, some utility from the experience greater than that if they had not. Before we criticize this observation as a fool’s errand in attempting to rationalize artistic jouissance, or lament its lack of inclusivity (there are those, after all, who will visit their local…

  • Sucker Punch

    Sucker Punch


    Where to start with this film? To those previously unacquainted with Zack Snyder's works (like myself, having somehow avoided even his superhero ones), a foreboding mythos looms over them like an irresistible spectre, enticing and repelling in equal captivating measure. Likewise, one tends to find it difficult to separate, or at least distinguish between, the strands of ironic critique and sincere commentary that prove so characteristic of his dialectical engagement. It's terrifyingly problematic for the uninitiated viewer suddenly thrust into…

Recent reviews

  • Hit the Road

    Hit the Road


    Undue emphasis on its ostensibly accomplished formalism, masquerading as road-movie naturalism; Panahi’s directorial chops, restrained as they might be in appearance, are vested with heavy-handed allegory and pointedly mimetic of his father’s output. Drily funny, but bathetic and bordering on irksome.

  • Last Night in Soho

    Last Night in Soho


    Last Night in Soho does Repulsion better than Repulsion, primarily because of how it smartly exploits its diachronic premise to illustrate both change and continuity on the subject of sexual violence. Don’t be fooled by the slick images Wright employs that invoke the plasticisation of giallo into cheap commercial; each disorienting, seemingly purposeless composition entrenches the film’s temporal indeterminacy, flitting between past and present without the comfort of some preordained rule, and every crass, seemingly performative invocation of feminist platitude subverts the…

Popular reviews

  • Bergman Island

    Bergman Island


    The quintessential Swedish film: Bergman, saunas, ABBA.

  • I'm Thinking of Ending Things

    I'm Thinking of Ending Things


    There’s nothing quite like this one. Kaufman at his most unrestrained, unconscious, unsettling: a Lynchian tapestry of all the unease that comes with existing, alone or with another — or both at once. The recesses go deeper, time seems to distillate into a synchronic eternal, compartments unfold and box themselves into storage spaces in the mental warehouses and psychological manifolds of an always-already societal symbiosis: of relationships, interactions, hierarchies, memories, co-habitating spaces and minutes. I’m Thinking of Ending Things synthesises…