I turn my back on mankind!
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Shivers is mad. Like how do you produce work that’s that creative, interesting, fucked up and original, way before everyone else, way different than everyone else, and coming out of somewhere as placid as Canada. The Canadian Arts Council even funded his work despite its twisted and envelope pushing nature. So inspiring and impressive. Fuck yeah David Cronenberg.
Real love for this movie, it’s one of the best we’ve seen in years. Fantastic work, after we finished viewing, we were all fired up. I cannot praise this film enough.
“You are haunting. You look like an avocado had sex with an older, more disgusting avocado. But not nice sex, more like hatefucking.” WEASEL
I love that somebody busted out with this movie. One of the best underground films we’ve seen in a while, and a fantastic debut feature.
I’m stunned by what a masterpiece this movie is. From Babel, Biutiful, and Birdman to this, Alejandro González Iñárritu is a king. Also, I’m not normally very much into Leonardo DiCaprio, but his performance here might finally get him that Oscar, and he’ll deserve it. The Revenant will probably be nominated for Best Director, Best Film, Best Actor, and Best Supporting Actor to Tom Hardy. It should also earn nominations for Best Sound, Editing, Art Direction, and Photography. Extra badass points for the understated score by Alva Noto, Bryce Dessner and Ryuichi Sakamoto. This film is really wonderful. It’s breathtaking, brutal, and beautiful.
It’s bad enough to make an awful film, but to make an awful film 3 hours long? Brutal. Quentin Tarantino, what happened to you? The apparent idea was to quit at ten films, before the films started to suck. Sadly, the limit should’ve been set to seven.
Finally going to see White God this weekend and holy shit am I keen, I’ve only been looking forward to this film for about a thousand million years. Going to see it with the one person from my circle that might actually be even more unreasonably obsessed with dogs than me. Films and dogs, what more could a woman want. Also Dylan comes home tonight, which of course I am additionally much looking forward to, and I should probably throw “husbands” onto the Guaranteed Happiness List too.
Jesus christ crazy motherfucking film. Saw it so long ago watching it again was like the first time. The film aged beautifully which is saying much. Many films we thought were awesome and cool when we were too young and full of ourselves to properly really decide such things have aged atrociously. See The Crow. Videodrome on the other hand is very much still a yes. I admire and prefer Cronenberg’s earlier films to the later works. Shit is fucked up and really great. Long live the new flesh!
I was worried the 8 million accolades from seemingly every living critic would oversell this film but we loved it. Beautifully shot and with a gentle pacing, The Coen Brothers are almost too good at what they do, they make nearly everyone else seem like beginners. Inside Llewyn Davis is poignant and poetic, the cast is great, as is the script and story. The Coen Brothers are equally good at seriousness as they are at humour. “Where’s his scrotum, Llewyn? Where’s his scrotum!” This film is wonderful.
Charming, funny, and in many ways great. Loved the monkey, the doting ninja cop father was wonderfully good and adored the main character’s big lug of a lonely sweet Tackle Shop dad. Those fishing metaphors. Damn. Tomorrow we’ll watch the sequel.
I’ve seen this five times now.
Incredibly special work.
The poster for this film plastered large upon the outside wall of the theater as we entered proclaimed it to be “the greatest animated film the cinema has ever seen.” I thought such assertions was maybe overstating things but now that I’ve seen the film, I think the critic is possibly right or at very least, he isn’t at all wide of the mark. The Wind Rises is affecting, thoughtful, poignant and very wonderful, it had us smiling and giggling and laughing almost the entire way and by the final twenty minutes, we were sniffling and quietly crying. Also, the mysterious “Good German” character sounded in pronunciation and in prose so precisely exactly like Werner Herzog, I could not help but privately excitedly remark and take note. Of course when the credits rolled, I was delighted actually to be right. The Wind Rises is an animated antiwar love story and though I know it’s only March, I think this might already be the best and my favourite film of the year. Miyazaki is the master. This is his final film and it’s as quietly powerful as it is magnificent. Beautiful work. Highest marks.
An important and riveting film, flawless, tense and brilliant. Tahar Rahim’s leading performance is unforgettable and heartbreaking. From The Beat That My Heart Skipped to this, Jacques Audiard’s direction is amazing.
A warmhearted portrayal of an impossibly innocent and seemingly completely unimportant person. Beautiful fragile 82 year old man, his camera and his bicycle, his friendships, experiences and photographs. Wonderful documentary. Joyous and heartbreaking by the final scenes.
Unvarnished documentary filmmaking with a profound and existential effect. Exceptional portrayal of a strange and interesting individual. The world is more wonderful for having people like this man in it. Lonely and likable, a life uniquely lived. Still processing this one. Recommended.
A sad and powerful story beautifully photographed and gracefully told. Classic and masterful in its simplicity. Love and survival, triumph and sorrow, cinema as elegance and poetry.
Another quiet masterpiece from Hirokazu Kore-eda and almost killingly beautiful. Resonant, gentle and tremendous. Wonderful work.