Ayo Edebiri is mad funny, my fav irish nepo baby. A similar comedy approach to But I’m a Cheerleader!
Talk to a girl? No.
Start a fight club hoping to date her?
Hell yea.
Premiered at the 80th edition of the Venice Film Festival, Shadow of Fire is a window to Post-War Japan’s scarred psyche. Tsukamoto lets us have a taste of the deep, obscure void that war created. We crawl through the ruins of an unnamed city and enter a tavern, one of the few houses that is still intact after a fire burned the nearby area, where a young woman sells her body in order to make a living. She never seems…
I had high expectations for this, I mean Paul Mescal and THE Andrew Scott as a couple? Disappointed, it looks like a queer version of the ‘ghost whisperer’ series.
Macabre, claustrophobic and hypnotically raw. Shot in high-contrast black and white and beautifully framed, the story seems to get twisted in a non-stop series of unfortunate events. There’s no time for sugar coating, just pure suffering from the perspective of the marginalised female working class. As World War II comes to an end, we get to know Karoline, a young hard working woman who can barely stand on her feet. I could feel my body getting more and more tense…