This made me cry more times than I’d care to admit.
If you've heard it before, and nobody wrote it, then it's probably a folk song.
The Coen brothers have given us another gem to add to one of the best resumes in the history of cinema.
Not just a goofy movie about a struggling Greenwich village musician, this film somehow managed to make me feel bad time and again for a complete asshole. He was so unlikable, but you root for him to the very end.
The cinematography was beautiful, acting superb, script and directing spot on.
This is my pick for best picture and best original screenplay
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
In his follow-up to last year's surprise Sundance hit, Hereditary, Ari Aster delivers another mind fuck for audiences with this sun-soaked, psychedelic nightmare.
A feeling of uneasiness settles in almost immediately and shit just keeps getting more and more weird. It didn't seem possible for a movie to make me more uncomfortable than Hereditary, but if there was one person who could pull that off, it would be Aster.
The cast, consisting of mostly unknowns and led by the breakout…