• C'mon C'mon

    C'mon C'mon

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    โ€œWhat scares you? What makes you angry? Do you feel lonely? What makes you happy?โ€

    Movies may be artifice, but in the best-made films you never really notice that theyโ€™re faking it.

    They feel real, lived-in, recognizable, whether in space or on a speeding bus that canโ€™t slow down or inside a cramped apartment.

    โ€œCโ€™mon Cโ€™monโ€ feels real.....

    Kids can be safely relied on to say the darnedest things, and in Mike Millsโ€™ latest feature, indeed they do. But theyโ€ฆ

  • There Will Be Blood

    There Will Be Blood

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    Itโ€™s the epitome of โ€œunforgettableโ€ โ€” no tattoos will be needed to remind me of its greatness. And letโ€™s face it, even if you donโ€™t like it, that prophetically chilling titleโ€ฆ

    THERE

    WILL

    BE

    BLOOD

    โ€ฆitโ€™s among the greatest titles ever and says everything you need to know about the Noughties.

    Thereโ€™s a recurring nightmare of mine where I am falling down a well. Our reality is an illusion. This life is simply the dream we have while we areโ€ฆ

  • Grey Gardens

    Grey Gardens

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    Overgrown trees and bushes have slowly swallowed Grey Gardens, a once carefully manicured property. The interior is crumbling: cats, fleas, and raccoons roam freely. Hovering on the periphery like proverbial flies on the wall, the Maysles make us privy to a painfully intimate, perversely compelling pas de deux: The space that the Beales occupy is almost like a haunted house, except instead of ghosts they fill the place with memories of their former life. Once a grand home, the nowโ€ฆ

  • A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence

    A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence

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    Nothing Ever Happens....

    A man dies whilst trying to open a bottle of wine. Shots of aquavit are handed out in a bar in exchange for kisses. A young couple lie together on a beach, accompanied by a dog. The owner of a delicatessen addresses the camera from the steps to his shop as his co-worker ridicules him from inside.

    These short, unrelated stories capture Roy Anderssonโ€™s 2014 film A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence perfectly.

    Withโ€ฆ

  • A.I. Artificial Intelligence

    A.I. Artificial Intelligence

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    A deep dive into A.I.(my favorite Spielberg's work)
    My original review: boxd.it/2aIgQB

    Love, Self-Love and Self-Hate...

    The floodwaters of man-made cataclysm raging as A.I. begins speak of creation, whether the primeval soup or the waters of Genesis over which "God's spirit hovered", as much as they do destruction. A.I. is framed as an origin story for the Supermechas and is introduced by the one who leads them.

    The icecaps have melted and humanity is struggling on dwindling resources. Pregnancies areโ€ฆ

  • Inspiration

    Inspiration

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    the artist peers into a tiny vulnerable world for inspiration (inspirace) and sees how, like the worldโ€™s glassy scenery, love has a soft, smooth side and a jagged, tearing edge.

    she is formed from a pearl that leaves a scallop shell and bobs to the waterโ€™s surface where it bursts into flower. He, dressed like an old Italian clown, is born from a dandelion seed. The petals form her dainty skirt, the seed-head his flamboyant collar. He falls in loveโ€ฆ

  • The Plague Dogs

    The Plague Dogs

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    โ€œI had a master onceโ€ฆthey are not mastersโ€

    Snitter the dog makes a distinction between the men who violently conduct tests on him and the owner he used to have, the man who cared for him. For Snitter there are only two kinds of man : Masters and White Coats. For Rowf, his friend, a dog who never felt the love of a human being, there are only White Coats and only danger.

    The Plague Dogs is a double-edged swordโ€ฆ

  • Cowboy Bebop

    Cowboy Bebop

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    Thereโ€™s something about the loneliness of space that begs for a family. Like mariners out to sea or pioneers trailblazing in padded wagons, the sheer emptiness of all those wide open spaces canโ€™t help but stir a hungry longing for human connection, prompting us to look for whatever den we can fall into and call it home, no matter if itโ€™s thick with thieves. Thereโ€™s little wonder why so many space-operas all center their orbits around some kind of familyโ€ฆ

  • Black Swan

    Black Swan

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    โ€œ11 years of Black Swanโ€


    "Attack it! Attack it!"

    Black Swan leaves nothing behind the scenes, tearing through its tale with rude ferocity. Life and Art flirt gracelessly. They converge magnetically. Performance and reality at long last become one at the top of the steps and consummate, consummately:

    "I was perfect"

    Undeniably gifted, She trains to precision and avoids thinking about her own disordered eating and self-harm. Her unhinged mother has bathed her in baby pinks and stuffed teddy bears,โ€ฆ

  • Ivan's Childhood

    Ivan's Childhood

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    Ivanโ€™s brief life is reduced to a cold bloody quagmire; his memories are shrapnel that create a vengeful soldier from the ghost of a child. It begins with the dream, Ivan walking, running, flying, through fields and forests, coming to rest at his motherโ€™s feet, drinking from a bucket of water. It begins with the childhood he has lost, before waking him to the war he is living in. But it is a very thin line between waking and dreaming.โ€ฆ

  • The Tree of Life

    The Tree of Life

    A man wanders listlessly through a cold, sterile metropolis where success is measured by wealth and excess. On the anniversary of his brotherโ€™s death, a call to his father triggers an ocean of memories to come rushing over him. Distracted, he daydreams and wonders about the meaning of life and why his brother had to be taken from him. Was it because of the bad things he did as a child? Was it a failure on the part of hisโ€ฆ

  • Lost in Translation

    Lost in Translation

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    Lost in Translation, hypnotically written and directed by Sofia Coppola, manages to still be one of the most relevant and honest films of this century, even 18 years later. What more can be said of Coppolaโ€™s love masterpiece that hasnโ€™t been already? From Scarlett Johanssonโ€™s tired but sweet voice, to the last said thing between them.

    What struck me this viewing were all the โ€˜missedโ€™ moments. The little moments between two people that just fizzled out, maybe not in aโ€ฆ