Favorite films
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
there’s no version of this that isn’t a mistake.
ripped from no headlines, this turgid lame movie feels like an artifact from the early 2000s, with an insipid “power of the press” theme. it’s like the stupid child of transmetropolitan and dmz, so up its own ass about ~the camera’s neutral gaze~ that it fails to see anything at all.
someone on twitter made a good point: in this movie’s universe, maoist communists control 1/4 of the continental united states, and…
it feels like a long time, but it’s only been a couple of days.
llewyn davis just can’t catch a break. everything he wants to do, someone else is doing better. every bad break hits with a force that sends him reeling. and at every juncture, he makes the wrong decision. this movie about a man stuck in a deep, dark hole resonates like the harmonies in the folk songs the characters sing. it won’t make you cry, wince or…
hey! you like jazz!
i have an intense weakness for toxic gay shit and this checks every box on that list. all-consuming, obsessive love between two beautiful and intense young men? check. murders? check. a sun-soaked, saturated colour palette? check. saxophones? you best believe.
class war? well, sort of.
the shining post-war comes to throbbing, sensitive life onscreen, and i can’t get enough.
once upon a time, a tall, beautiful man looked down at me in a forest and said “i have two sides: the normal side i am with the boys, and the softer side i show to girls i’m hitting on. i’m showing you my girl side now. maybe i’ll start hitting on you next.” we flirted for the next few weeks and then never spoke again.
this movie is like that