Thinking about moving to South Korea so I can dabble in some more sociallly acceptable revenge.
Dear Michael Haneke,
This is fucked up. But, it's like this really cool and beautiful type of fucked up though. Is it okay for me to like this so much? It's not like I was entertained, I just loved it. But, at the same time I'm really scared. Is it possible you could follow me around for the next few days and just explain some shit to me? I'd greatly appreciate that. Life just seems to be a tad bit more confusing after this one.
A random list of things I love about this film.
1) The city being unidentified and the almost constant rain.
2) Darius Khondji's stellar work setting the mood and environment for the film.
3) Andrew Kevin Walker's perfect script. Just the right amount of entertainment, symbolism and humor all mixed in. The pacing and plotting of this film is one of the all-time greats.
"It's just amazing how fucking crazy I actually am."
4) Fincher coming back to the film…
I don't believe a film has caught me this off guard in quite some time. I didn't know much about it going in and definitely wasn't expecting the emotional impact that the film brought. River Phoenix gives another wonderful performance, showing again just how great he was at such a young age. And Lumet continues to surprise me with his versatility as a director and his ability to get the most out of actors. If you haven't seen or heard…
No one does fucked up quite like Fincher. That being said I fucking loved this. Granted, I may be a tad bit biased based on my love for Fincher (he is my favorite director). But, this was excellent.
Having read the book I was worried about how this story would translate to film. Calm down everyone, it worked out just fine. Props to Gillian Flynn to sticking to her story and writing one hell of a screenplay. And props to…
Today, I embarked on a journey. A joint journey in which Gustav letterboxd.com/gustavr/ and I are very excited about. Over the next few weeks we will be going back and re-watching some of our all time favorite films. Today we began with the love of my life, Children of Men.
When I was in the eighth grade, my love for films truly began. I was on my way to Florida on a family vacation and had rented some movies off…