Eighth Grade does an incredible job of recreating the discomfort and anxiety of teenagehood. I can't say I necessarily "enjoyed" watching the film, rather felt frequently uncomfortable and painfully relating to Kayla's experiences. Despite being long past that age/a different gender/living in a different country/growing up without smartphones & social media, there's a painful universal relatability of just how awful being a teenager is and it's such a testament to Bo Burnham's thoughtful writing and Elsie Fisher's terrific performance that it…
Even coked out of his goddamn mind, David Bowie is still so articulate and interesting. Not the best Bowie doc but a fascinating snapshot of the man at that particular point in his career, seemingly lost and even more alien & other-worldly whilst touring America. Very easy to see why Nicolas Roeg wanted him for The Man Who Fell to Earth after seeing this.
It seems reductive to compare something so fresh and original to other films, but Kiss Kiss Bang Bang feels like a hybrid mix of Lethal Weapon, Out of Sight, Chinatown, Midnight Run and Tarantino movies. It's got that perfect "buddy cop" chemistry, the unravelling mystery plot, the noir-ish sensibilities, the smart meta dialogue and fourth-wall shattering, the riotous black humour, the sharp, lightning-quick quips, the note-perfect timing, the surprising violence, the stylish, inventive direction, the sublime casting, the highly watchable…
For all the criticisms you can level at Quentin Tarantino as a writer and director, he's yet to make a bad or unenjoyable movie, and Django sits comfortably as one of his best and most entertaining films: a hugely enjoyable revenge story/spaghetti western, topped by outstanding performances and Tarantino's inimitably engrossing writing.
It's hard to know what to write about specifically though: it's exactly what you'd expect from a Tarantino film (for the most part, at least). Not that that's…