“I would rather be killed believing I’m changing the world, than die doing nothing for it… Wouldn’t you?”
This is perfection in its most raw form. It is by definition perfection in itself. An entity formed only when one truly sees it. Not meant for understanding, but instead for reflection. To Love what others see it as; as if everyone existed in a different moment of the same film. In return it becomes infinite. An infinite entity drawing a different emotion from every participant of its creation. Perfection.
So fascinating to me how the entire world can come together, to build a mega-franchise about a group of characters who fight Nazi’s, robots, and aliens. But the second it gets too real for people, it ends up like this. A documentary practically lost in the depths of YouTube, with a few thousand views. I think the truth is, it scares people. It’s easy to root for Captain America and Iron Man, when they’re fighting aliens and the whole world…
Absolutely amazing; loud and impactful, without taking itself too seriously because that was practically the whole premise. My only problem with it however, is the two seemingly contradicting tones. The first tone: the harsh and truthful societal commentary on the fruitless life of an artist creating Art for others enjoyment. And the second tone: any time Anya Taylor-Joy was on screen, cause I think I was accidentally falling in love.
I have never, ever, seen a movie that’s left me speechless…
This movie is beyond phenomenal, it doesn’t follow the basic guidelines any normal movie puts in place no it plows through those and makes its own path, you can’t describe this story like “unexpected” and “emotional” because although true those just seem like feeble terms after watching this movie, luckily they do have a word for that: indescribable. And honestly indescribable is the only thing that comes…
This. Is. Cinema…
This was no movie, this… this was pure poetry. Every single scene was so rich with detail in every aspect of the movie. The visuals were nearly beyond comprehension, the score cried out with emotion, and the writing flowed like a river: calm when it should be and a roaring current capable of killing when it needed to be yet staying consistent throughout and never wavering. The acting was taken to the limit of human performance, which…