bimbo and kaiju enjoyer
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not the first auteurist sequel/reboot to contemptuously interrogate the legacy of its predecessors (re: The Return, You Can [Not] Redo), but certainly the first of its magnitude. more than the red pill, the self-liberation of thought or simulated fantasia, The Matrix is about neo and trinity. a yearning so strong it can power the entire world—a love strong enough to liberate it, too. lana so patently articulates the anguish felt by an artist when their work is misappropriated by the…
“But running didn’t help anything.
Because it meant that I wasn’t there anymore.
That’s the same as no-one being there.”
Couldn’t bear staying away from this for too long, I just had to see it again. I hate myself a lot less today than I did yesterday, and the many days before. Looking at myself in the mirror is a bit easier; glancing at my body doesn’t inspire a loathing in the way it usually does. There are a number…
so often are these movies estimated by their “accuracy” to the source material instead of the merit of its formalism; it’s how we get colorless romps like The Avengers and its eventual cousin Civil War, catalyzing feige’s eureka that it was possible to do away with stylization so long as captain america’s mask had the wings on it. to prove i’m not singling out the MCU for the sake of picking low-hanging fruit, i’ve long believed that nolan’s batman trilogy is…