Andrew Johnson

Andrew Johnson

Favorite films

  • Aguirre, the Wrath of God
  • There Will Be Blood
  • Evil Dead II
  • La Haine

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  • Mickey 17

  • Yojimbo

  • In the Mood for Love

  • Smiles of a Summer Night

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  • Mickey 17

    Mickey 17

    A little torn on this one: it has more ideas than its runtime allows it to actually explore, it's over-reliant on voice-over narration (never my favorite thing, even when R-Pat is doing one of his all-time best Weird Little Voices), and there's not really enough behind any of the characters except MAYBE Mickey to latch onto. But on the other hand, this is full of Bong Joon-ho's typical visual flair and slapstick inanity - nearly every frame is filled to…

  • Yojimbo

    Yojimbo

    An early forerunner of the Dudes Rock genre, Yojimbo is somewhat held back by the fact that it's really just a single Dude Rocking throughout its runtime. However, it remains essential for even the most orthodox Dudes Rock aficionados as that one dude is Toshiro Mifune, one of the Rockingest Dudes to ever grace the screen, and this is his magnum opus. Truly he smokes too tough, his swag is too different, and his bitch is too bad, yet not…

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  • Wings of Desire

    Wings of Desire

    I CAN'T be the only person who thinks that the majority of this movie is overly drab/dour, or that it lacks any sort of cohesive thrust. This is exactly the sort of film people who hate art films think all art films are like, fucking shots of traffic in black and white while someone drones on about the trivial banality of life. It's certainly beautifully shot, but why is Otto Sander's character in this movie? There are interesting things going…

  • Inside Llewyn Davis

    Inside Llewyn Davis

    The Coens' sense of sardonic melancholy has never been as sharply observed as it is here, where the laughs are born neither of empathy or derision but rather exasperation with the world's indifference. There's symbols and allusions aplenty, but making sense of the film isn't what it's all about - rather, it's in tuning into its specific elegiac frequency, rendered visually through seemingly omnipresent soft focus and muted colors, and both identifying with and kind of hating the storytellers' gorgeously…