The movie itself is mid, but the third act might be a masterpiece.
Come here for the s'plosions. Stay for that ending!
The movie itself is mid, but the third act might be a masterpiece.
Come here for the s'plosions. Stay for that ending!
Maybe one day I will find a therapist who can crawl into my head and uproot all the broken parts in me the way Nakamura-chan did with Kasuga-kun. Hopefully it won't be as scary or painful as this, though, and I hope it wont leave me quite as broken. Le sigh . . .
Sátántangó is streaming virtually through Film at Lincoln Center during the COVID-19 pandemic here.
I don't have particular rules surrounding what films I will watch, though I am drawn to certain elements more than others. I often say to myself that I'll watch anything at least once. Of my favorite films, I can say this: they often elude me my first screening, slipping through my fingers like a sand sculpture I try to grasp instead of experience. Each time I…