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Film, Keats says, is a higher form of sleep                                    

Favorite films

  • Theorem
  • Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles
  • Portrait of a Lady on Fire
  • Beau Travail

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  • Anora

    ★★★

  • The Brutalist

    ★★★

  • Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles

    ★★★★★

  • Some Like It Hot

    ★★★★★

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  • Anora

    Anora

    ★★★

    I saw this in the Hackney Picture House with Olivier and Charlotte, who were chuckling mirthfully most of the way through and then had a “yeah, that was not bad, entertaining and well-acted but not brilliant” response. They made comparisons to Uncut Gems (which I haven’t seen) and alluded to a widespread moralistic reaction to the film that none of us seemed obliged to share. Overall, I wanted to like this film more, as much as I’d liked that gleeful,…

  • The Brutalist

    The Brutalist

    ★★★

    I had it on good and trusted authority that this was a terrible film, so I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was, in fact, a whole lot
    more ambivalent than that! I saw this with two true cinephiles—Rebecca and Chris—who are much more knowledgeable than me about the folkways of film, but, gratifyingly to me, they appeared to share my feeling of “well, that was messy, but not terrible!” I admit that this sentiment is a placeholder for…

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  • Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles

    Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles

    ★★★★★

    Rewatched this film at the Arts Picturehouse with Rebecca, Sally, Vids, and Will on a Thursday evening. We went in at 6.45pm and emerged onto St Andrew’s Street at almost 11pm with the bouncers hanging around the doors of empty nightclubs. The film attunes you to the significance of small gestures. A man leaned over to his friend and said, when Jeanne began peeling potatoes, “this is the best bit”; another man decided to leave around 2 hours in and…

  • Stalker

    Stalker

    ★★★★★

    This was somehow very gripping, and yet I have absolutely no clue what it means - it was like Kafka, mythic and with the rigour of a dream and it reminded me of something Stanley Cavell says (about King Lear): “we are differently implicated, placed into a world not unlike ours… nor obviously like ours… and somehow participating in the proceedings… participating as at a funeral, or marriage or inauguration, confirming something: it could not happen without us. It is not…