In I Stand Alone, Gaspar Noe's directorial debut finds Noe squarely within his thematic wheelhouse: morality--the lack of it or the subjective nature of morality itself--particularly examined through the lens of a depraved person, or persons. How does one maneuver in a depraved world? Noe responds to this question, as always, through extremities. The vessel in Alone being The Butcher, a violent, racist, homophobic, misogynist, head case who feels that he has been beaten by the world. Noe goes on…
Sex, drugs and dance. Gaspar Noe's rhythmic, twisted, horror, dance explosion is Noe returning to form after the lackluster Love endeavor. Beginning with a hint of the climatic chaos to come, then cutting to VHS interviews of the dancers, title sequences and title cards reminiscent of Godard build way to non-stop pulsating 80s and 90s dance music is refreshing as he builds structurally a film that moves and lives on its own unique rhythm. The camerawork snake through the dancers…
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The entire film I kept thinking, why can't more American films take these kinds of risks? I had fairly high expectations and they were exceeded. The way Lowery deals with time and space are magnificent. His framing, his lighting, his pacing was simply refreshing. I feel like Terrence Malick looked at his past few films and then looked at A Ghost Story and just sighed and let out a quite "well fuck," underneath his breath.
"Will heaven fall upon us? Will the Earth open under us? We don't know. We don't know, for a total eclipse has come upon us." Werckmeister Harmonies is a masterpiece that needs absolutely nothing changed. Every frame is perfect. Every piece of dialogue exact. Vig Mihaly's score and the use of natural sound could not be better. Story is perfect. Images haunting. Every performance necessary and complete.