Pretty much everything that can possibly be said about It’s a Wonderful Life has already been said multiple times and by countless writers far better than myself, so instead, now fueled by spiked eggnog, I’ll offer up a more personal anecdote relating to it.
There are many things that I think of when I watch It’s a Wonderful Life. I obviously think of the elation of seeing a bunch of Bedford Falls’ largely working-class citizens banding together in solidarity to…
An utterly charming little sci-fi film shot on Super 16 for $250k, The Sticky Fingers of Time manages to successfully meld together noir and cyberpunk without any flashy special effects in a way that feels almost like a queer predecessor to Primer for people who are more interested in the characters than they are about dorking around with a bunch of timeline diagrams. Sure, it’s a little bit rough around the edges, but I found it infinitely more enjoyable fare…
My 3,000th watch on Letterboxd, and I can think of no better film to celebrate it with.
Okay, I can fully understand why such a high percentage of the people who have actually seen this aren’t into it (it has a rating of 2.7 on IMDB, but that says more about IMDB than it does Pbt4DW[AToD]), and I acknowledge that it’s a huge fucking mess with infinite problems, BUT… goddamn, did I ever end up loving this! It is visually…
Rarely has any non-fiction yuletide fare felt so close to devolving into a Wicker Man style human sacrifice at literally any moment.
