Letterboxd — Your life in film

there's a very extensive essay to be written about various ideological paradigms of socioemotional logistics and increasing neoliberal consolidation into this marketist distillation of "everything" vs the push-and-pull gray line tradeoffs that accompany natural relationships and accurate mental represenations (and hence emotional understandings) of the other that is probably too in depth for this movie. i'll save it for the next rohmer i watch.

precipitously drops in quality after the pilot once mediocre tv directors take over and start trying to replicate the stylistic tics/mannerisms of hypertalented horror auteur mike flanagan.

i'm so three thousand and eight
modern society as an empty postmodern simulacrum is so two thousand and late

the snyder equivalent of when clint eastwood makes movies every year and he phones in like invictus to take a year off.

the juxtaposition between the personal and documentary aspects of this could have been handled much better, probably because there's a playfulness to the whole thing that varda doesn't situationally loosen the reigns on.

watched this per jia zhangke's recommendation on his best of the decade list, but the problem is that you can't replicate jia's depiction of modern capitalism and its exploitative fallout without being able to direct.

hitch trying to make this a moral message movie ends up sinking it.

resnais's formal experimentation layered over the trifles of the french bourgeoise always runs the risk of feeling inconsequential and empty, but this is the first film of his that actually crosses that line. a rare misfire.

tarantino needs to be locked in a room and forced to exclusively make movies about good actors scheming against each other in thematically empty or incoherent premises.