I can't rate this objectively, as I directed it. This is my first short film.
I was inspired by Marxist filmmaker Masao Adachi's landscape theory and its examination of how landscapes express the dominant political power, and I sought to apply it to the power of romantic memory, melancholy, and nostalgia. I wanted to craft a piece of slow cinema about a universal experience and I hope I succeeded.
The film can be found here: vimeo.com/684727715
ARE YOU KIDDING ME. THE ERUPTION IS ONLY LIKE A HALF A SECOND LONG. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
Have no idea how many times I said to myself out loud "Oh, this is so weird."
Todd Haynes remains one of America's finest living filmmakers. Great writing, great atmosphere, great casting, great performances, he's just always hitting home runs. Charles Melton especially, what a selection. Such an understated, realistic performance, easily confused for as Portman's character describes, a "quiet confidence", but in reality is a childlike immaturity marked by inexperience and distance from reality that somehow has been maintained through fatherhood and into one's 30s.
A film fueled by hatred, anger, and contempt for its own rabid fanbase, and better for it. Takes the corporate-driven concepts that have taken over franchises like meta elements, IP, and unearned fan service and pushes them to comical extremes as a means of criticism and rage against everyone who twisted Wachowski's ideas and imagery to their own ends, whether banal or actively harmful. A deeming of the calls for resurrection of dead characters as an act of cruelty against…
