Here’s some generic soft-X fluff from the Swedish director of the once-notorious I, a Woman (1965). The plot: a diplomat seduces an inexperienced young Swedish girl, and they regale each other with stories from their erotic lives. “There was one time when I was living in a room with four other girls…” etcetera etcetera. Turns out there’s also a mysterious older rich woman who is manipulating both their fates (spoiler). Contains a few visible boners.
I kinda liked this. I’m not made of stone.
Weird that they left all the Abu Ghraib stuff out of the trailer. I assume this was accidental?
Another Paul Schrader movie from Paul Schrader. You've got a man living an ascetic lifestyle writing a diary in a room, you've got the Pickpocket ending - all that good stuff you like and look forward to from our Uncle Paul. Almost every scene is set in a depressing hotel room, prison, or casino. I like that what draws Schrader to gambling…
Outlaw Vern had a viral tweet this week in which he said: "The Wes Anderson negativity I've noticed lately is so goofy. Were people ever like, 'Oh great. Here comes Jacques Tati with another one of his fucking Jacques Tati movies'?" Putting aside the fact that, yes, people absolutely did feel this way about Tati, I am somewhat sympathetic to his broader point. Wes Anderson is a supremely talented filmmaker who has created a style uniquely his own, and that's…
