I don’t always write my own headlines, and when I do, I usually say: Take it well-salted. A headline is supposed to be a little clicky. In this case, though, I think I agree, but it’s been so long since Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind that I can’t say for sure. Still: It’s a reasonable … Continue reading
In full glory with only four films, which says a lot about how freaky the movies are. Continue reading
In my second Hidden Gems piece, I talk about…another Faye Dunaway movie. Not complaining, just stating the facts. Continue reading
Casa de mi Padre is remarkably difficult to categorize. On the one hand, it’s eighty minutes of bizarre, absurdist, surrealist humor bent on taking potshots at immeasurably melodramatic telenovelas as well as the works of Sam Peckinpah. On the other, there’s still very little cinema to which it has a direct analogue. Take, for example, Friday’s other … Continue reading
Is Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives a realist movie with surreal aspects, or a surreal movie with realist aspects? For all the queries the film poses about living and dying, the sixth directorial feature of Thailand’s Apichatpong Weereasethakul (you can just call him “Joe”, though), the previous question winds up being its … Continue reading
A Constant Visual Feast 