Favorite films
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
IFC, some rainy Saturday in February. I’m not sure what to think. I kept second guessing the moral story, but I think it’s kinder and better to see it through the lens of spectacle, in the realm of soaps. For some reason I feel used to viewing queer stories with the heaviness of a moral imperative—what is Right, what is Good, what we Need To Know. Here, the titular queer character—while going about their transformative process of self acceptance, eventually receiving adulation, does a lot of objectively bad things, even once transformed (how they threatened their wife in anger). It was beautifully made
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This was a gorgeous film. I saw it on 35mm at the metrograph (I didn’t realize it was a metrograph picture! How cool) with a Q&A with director India Donaldson—unfortunately I showed up 5min late and sat down just as it was starting and missed her brief introduction. But the film, the first word that comes to mind is luminous, and I think a good part of that was it was the physical film. In this beautiful landscape, it felt…
No queer person was consulted in the making of this. It all revolves around one man’s dick. How did nobody think this through?
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Thoroughly disappointing—3 and a half hours was ludicrously unnecessary for this plodding pace. Politically and ideologically it felt lazy and dismissive—hiding under the curtain of “empowering indigenous people” while actually using those actors as prop characters. The trailer seemed so promising and sharp and rhythmic—every other shot in the bfi lff trailer seems to be from this film—and yet it’s the lackluster pos that Leo plays (who poisons his f——— wife and is such a sniffling bloody coward) that the…