This isn't as outstanding as I thought it would be - I had hyped this up in my head pretty high, unfortunately. That's what happens when any movie is fairly compared an equal to 8½. Some hail Day for Night as Truffaut's masterpiece, but from a director who also made The 400 Blows and Jules and Jim? No way.
Day For Night is surprisingly slight. It's not a very challenging or adventurous movie, at least from first glance. It's both…
I discussed this movie as a part of the University of Iowa's Bijou Banter podcast. You can listen to the episode here.
Besides being soft, Kedi isn't too much like a cat. It's welcoming, but uninteresting.
The highest praise I can give Kedi is that it made me realize how much I miss real cats, and how long ago it's been since I've seen one, let alone snuggled with one. The photography of Istanbul is fine, but not outstanding.
Kedi's…
WTF has a name, and it rhymes with Wicolas Tinding Fefn.
Someday I might be working at the video store, and a desperate customer will approach me. "Can I help you?" I ask him (I will assume he is a he for pronoun's sake). He looks at me, twitching and disheveled. "Just fuck my life up."
He leaves the video store with a copy of Only God Forgives and a package of sugar-free gummy bears.
There's got to be a better…
After three viewings, I've finally decided that Ratatouille is a masterpiece.
Ratatouille is critic-proof. Sure, the menacing Anton Ego has a monologue near the film's end about the hypocrisies that come from being a critic, but that's not why Brad Bird's movie is so immune. Ratatouille can't be touched because it does such a good job of appealing to our emotions. I couldn't help but feel uplifted by Remy the rat's joy of cooking.
The best movies surprise us, and…
