I wish for,
Under my own,
Caught in dreams,
Smaller scenes open up on the third time around - the way Weerasethakul offers gestures towards the transmutability of sounds, textures existing as psychology, specific to peoples and experiences.
This is simply what I would like to see more of. More patience. More inquisitiveness in a self-reflexive manner. Openness to environments and the compositions they have to offer. A deep contemplation about what, exactly, time has to do with the cinema and therefore has to do with us.
It’s rare to see a postmodernist perspective on the superhero film culture, a culture so deeply rooted in the traditions of a mindset rooted in escapism - a response to a world in the midsts of pre-nuclear wars. Comic book films have been so pre-occupied with capturing the essence of thematics contained within the source material that, while a substantial amount of the particulars are certainly relevant, there has been no attempt to transform our perceptions of such historically grandiose…