Movie you take a walk after and it's one of the best walks of your life.
You know those lightning-in-a-bottle moments that happen every so often when you're watching a film? The feeling that you've witnessed something so rare, so special, that it takes you to a transcendental plane of consciousness? Well, Stop Making Sense is that, non-stop for 88 minutes, and stays that way every time I watch it.
I guess my favourite band is The Beatles (boring, I know), but Talking Heads is the answer I'm more likely to give if you ask me…
The glint of moonlight off a swinging blade has never been more beautiful, more alluring, more deadly. The wuxia is grown up, paths that have been taken so many times before now lead nowhere, only to the edge of the earth where there is nothing left to do but cast off the evils of the ways that took you there.
Tam imbues his distinctly modern sensibilities with poetry and melancholy. Not a film about heroes but about people making mistakes…
Opened up a lot more for me this time around, such an elegantly wrought ensemble piece even if I don't think all the characters are quite given their dues. I'm also not sure if some of Almodóvar's choices work to any particular end beyond a bit of dramatic fodder, most of which is well-pitched, I just have to wonder what to get out of it (I can't say I'm ever very moved by it - until that final dedication hits…
The World is Hell: Hopeless Cinema
[more to come...writing something large-ish but I'm feeling worse the longer I think about this and need to go to bed]
Update: More thoughts added
I have spent several hours now performing an exorcism on myself and I still only feel marginally better than I did when the lights came on and I emerged from the interminable hellscape that is this fucking movie. It is a million times more apocalyptically bleak than you could…
Please get over yourself.
My feelings may change, and it's been a hot minute since I've seen any Kaufman so I may be in a weird place with him, but a lot of this was insufferable and crushingly disappointing. Synecdoche, Adaptation and Eternal Sunshine are three films I adore, and here I just feel none of the humanity or creativity that makes those films so special. Sure, there's discomfort and moments of deeply upsetting psychological horror - as a cinematic…