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Favourites are movies I’ve watched recently that I can’t stop thinking about

Favorite films

  • Lady Vengeance
  • Lake Mungo
  • BEEF
  • Woman in the Dunes

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  • Love Lies Bleeding

    ★★★★

  • Smile 2

    ★½

  • Cuckoo

    ★★★½

  • Alien: Romulus

    ★½

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  • Saltburn

    Saltburn

    ★★★★

    Elegant spider's web woven in the toilet bowl. 

    Oliver has a mystical quality that is undercut by his ending monologue. It would be more compelling to speculate that he let the air out of Felix’s tires, etc, rather than the film filling in those details for us. I also wish Oliver’s motives were left more ambiguous. Throughout I was constantly questioning Oliver’s inner world that is so purposely obscured by lies and deceits. The return to Oliver’s home and his…

  • Woman in the Dunes

    Woman in the Dunes

    ★★★★★

    “The only way to go beyond work is through work. It is not that work itself is valuable; we surmount work by work. The real value of work lies in the strength of self-denial.”

    “Certainly sand was not suitable for life. Yet, was a stationary condition absolutely indispensable for existence? Didn't unpleasant competition arise precisely because one tried to cling to a fixed position? If one were to give up a fixed position and abandon oneself to the movement of…

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  • Cry of the Wild

    Cry of the Wild

    ★★★★

    The freedom of wild things.

    This film is so unintendedly beautiful and tragic, steeped in a voyeuristic eye of a man who loves the freedom of these wild wolves, and his abject guilt in realising that he has taken that away.

    The shots and compositions are beautifully artful, the framing of trees and branches creating a house-like triangle that two wolves feed within seems to tell its own story. Even without the narration whole sections are filled with beautiful visual…

  • The Piano Teacher

    The Piano Teacher

    ★★★★½

    Erika’s sadness is like a student wanting desperately to play the piano until it breaks, and in touching the keys for the first time, flinches from the sound. It’s embarrassing, it’s a shattering of identity, of expectation, it feels like a sadness you could never recover from, it’s better to listen to others play.

    Did she know that she did not want what she wrote down as she had written it? what she could not say. Walter seemed to realise…