Screenwriter & Cinematic Apologist.
Radiant, ecstatic, vérité work that can only come from a second-nature reflex on the part of the directors. The durational nature gives a rare “all-along” backstage account of an artist—as singular as we’ll ever see—as he plots his own meteoric rise, unleashing his nascent talent casually in unexpected bursts. Spellbounding, sobering, emotional cinema. I can’t wait to see the next two installments.
Watched at AMC Sunset 5.
Watching the making of “Through the Wire” was a…
A vérité celluloid drift in place of a neon-drenched spree, Janicza Bravo directs Zola with the wry desolation that defined a certain brand of idiosyncratic, independent, director-driven comedies of the 1990s, only updated for the iPhone generation. It’s a starkly confident choice that pays off consistently, as often as the writing defies expectations. I was taken with Bravo’s perspective, the way she makes big moments small and small moments big, and yet despite some necessary mocking, keeps all her characters…