Magical and melancholic, with profound existential ruminations on the nature of knowing and seeing all, versus being able to take pleasures in the small details, like a cup of coffee. Time is spent showing us both sides but ultimately being human, even with the heartache, hurt and disappointment of our state has to win out because there is love, always love.
Berlin is shot in heavenly fashion by Wenders, the monochrome and lighting are stunning in this restoration. A city…
Burning. Up the screen. With passion, hate and sublime lighting. This film is a keeper; for its character studies matched with impeccable performances; for its cinematography which is quietly astounding in how it shows the best of urban and rural landscapes; and for its story which keeps you guessing until the end and for hours afterwards. Lee Chang-dong is the real deal based on this and I need to catch up on his earlier work stat. A Festival highlight.
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This is where you people all wake up to the sheer fucking unadulterated talent of (future Dame) Olivia Colman.
Oh and that ending then going into a dissolve. And Skyline Pigeon. Praise be Yorgos.
Surely one of the great double acts in cinema, certainly the best this year, this is a sad tale enlivened by humour and anchored by two real and human performances. I'm tempted to call it Withnail and I(srael) mainly because I'm struggling to remember a better performance from Richard E. Grant since his breakout role. As for McCarthy, she's always been great but not always in the right vehicle for her. But in this, she takes full flight and makes…
The polite but nervous energy of Norman Bates crossed with the relentless drive of Travis Bickle is what you get from Jake Gyllenhaal's Lou Bloom, a sociopath for the new millennium.
Less a critique of modern day TV news, more a character study, as you see Bloom begin the film with petty crime before stumbling on an opportunity to gather footage of crime and accidents for a cable news channel. Bill Paxton's Joe, a competitor for this footage uses the…
2015 is all over for action films now that the smartest, most breathtaking and completely batshit cray-cray movie has arrived in cinemas.
Go see it on the biggest fuckoff screen you can find and revel in a film that grabs you by the scruff of the neck then tosses you around like a washing machine on meth. That it avoids the rampant misogyny that normally characterises this genre is a welcome bonus - so much so that Furious Furiosa might…
