Beautiful sets.
Tried to do more than it accomplished, needed to do more than it deigned.
Beautiful sets.
Tried to do more than it accomplished, needed to do more than it deigned.
Perfect comedic structure that is tightly thematically linked to a pivotal moment in the ending of our great 20th century culture: the death of the local store, the rise of the internet.
Incidentally, it gets both wrong. The net does not typically lead from charming email exchanges to cross-class transcendent love in the same neighborhood. When Meg Ryan's character walks, defeated, through the big box book store and sees that, yes, kids are still reading, the film seems to be…
I'm pretty immune to this, but I thought this one was exploitive and absurd.
A film that doesn't allow the actors to act, the viewers to view, or the speaker to speak.
Psychopathic to juxtapose the 'how I got mine' exposition of the narrator with a rape. If I was a Brazilian filmmaker, I would rage about this being the best-known Brazilian film.
The first real Olympics feature showcase -- a good 'in the background' film. The most interesting thing here are the crowd shots