has it all. toast, coffee, lots of tweed, city commutes, omnipresent office smoke, typewriters, lots of files and papers, rain, stakeouts, pay phones, trench coats, thick spectacles, street pretzels, sexy jazz intercutting with sepia stills and far-fetched coitus. And max von sydow. I mean. Come on.
This is how the game is played, and Pollack conducts it all with an engrossing, (mostly) believable mystery and immersive craft.
Congratulations to Chantal Akerman and her mom for making the top of my “people I want to smoke a cigarette with in the next life” list
left me a bit uncertain until the third act, and it’s still brewing, but it did eventually unfold into something honest, delicate, real in the messy way that life is, and even beautiful.
Very much intended to accompany and deepen the work of Shoplifters rather than replay it. I found that a rich filmmaking move on Kore-eda’s part, as he took up different angles and perspectives on the same exploration of found family, the arbitrary aspects of social support/rejection, and…
Eggers seems like such a fascinating guy. Maxes out buildup without being boring for a single second, and entirely nails the tricky last 30 minutes many horror movies fall prey to. Taylor-Joy is truly sublime, and every single frame makes you desperate to know what will become of this story. wasn't a total hash of Puritanism, but deeply embedded in the horror and fervor of the unique context that was colonial New England, and revealing of how sin and hypocrisy can obliterate truth, faith, and really any life-giving aspect of family.
I am ready for The Lighthouse!
i’m mostly in awe. this is restorative cinema for the painful confusion and chaos of modern/postmodern times, and deserving of almost all the best i can say about any movie in pretty much every department.
every time you think you know what it is, another layer of self-interrogating complexity, ridiculous comedy, and gut punching feeling compacted into a different film style is masterfully presented, and then created upon with compassionate eyes for the weighty honesty and humanism of postmodern nihilism. …
