Professional Human, movie lover, general appreciator.
I think I’m missing some historical context. For one of the most acclaimed films on Letterboxd, hardly anything happens in it. It is the ordinary life of a woman and her father steeped in the heaviness of post-war Japan. It is beautiful and emotional, just not has engaging as I was expecting.
Criterion Challenge 2022: 3/52
The Power of the Dog pretends to be a straightforward western about the changing landscape of masculinity only to reveal itself as a pensive analysis of different types of toxic masculinity.
It’s the type of film that slowly reveals its self. I wouldn’t call what it does a twist but it has the same effect. There is so much symbolism, it’ll be wonderful to dive further into with a repeated viewing, knowing what the movie actually is.
24 hours later and I still don't know what to think.
This film made me feel really hard. I know its kind of a weird statement but I felt so strange afterward.
There is a lot of greatness in the film. The performances, especially Joaquin Phoenix, were incredible. The cinematography was gorgeous. The storytelling was utterly unique. Still, there is something I can't put my finger on, something uncomfortable, some disturbing feeling deep inside me that doesn't want to watch this movie again. Still, I'll probably have to in order to fully understand it.
This is my favorite movie to turn on and hang out with. Today I turned it on as a semi-rebellion against 101 Dalmatians and my daughter controlling what we watch. Turns out Paterson has a few of her favorite things; a dog and "Wheels On The Bus." We sat together and colored pictures and had the pleasant movie on around us. It was really nice. My wife and I drew pictures of dogs, Lane made circles on the paper and…