Talk About Movies: Part 4
Somehow threads merged, so here's part 4 of our ongoing movie discussion.
Ones that would be on my list today:
Before Sunset
Once
The Lives Of Others
Michael Clayton
Parasite
The Act Of Killing
Let the Right One In
Melancholia
Memento
Kill Bill
Punch Drunk Love
And tomorrow there'd be another ten lol
They should release a race scenes only IMAX version of F1. The rest of it sounds pretty bad as well as too long.
I’m sure some kind of themed ride will be the big amusement park draw in the summer of 2028.
Saw 2046 on the big screen tonight with the GF. We saw In the Mood For Love a few months ago at the same theater.
Gorgeous movie, and my GF enjoyed it, but it pissed her off because she thought it lessened the love story of ITMFL. She thought the Chow character had become an immature narcissist and was now just breaking the hearts of women for the sake of it. In her words, "he's a fu*k boy now."
Heh...the movie really pissed her off.
I'll never forget my one and only time attending SXSW (2013?) and I met Josh Oppenheimer, the director of The Act of Killing and The Look of Silence. I was at a backyard boil and was speaking with an older couple. We were talking about movies, life, food, Austin TX, and I asked them what they were doing at SXSW. The mother said, "Oh my boy is a filmmaker. JOSH! JOSH!!! Come over here." She introduced me to her boy Josh. I immediately recognized him and as he extended his hand I thanked him for making The Act of Killing. He was flattered that I saw his film and he apologized when I told him how it gave me an enormous emotional response, and that I felt physically ill watching it. I ensured him that it was a good thing and that it was the power of film and storytelling. He briefly talked to me about how they had to stay mobile because they were in dangerous situations and had to be ready to run at a moment's notice. He was the kindest, gentlest person and it boggles my mind that such a gentle soul could tell such a bleak story. I cannot imagine the toll it took on him but meeting him and his parents was a top online film critic moment for me.
I came across this (personal) review of T2 Trainspotting I made a decade+ ago :
"Lust Called Life :
Choose Life. Choose to put down that bottle in the name of tomorrow. Choose to grow old with a lucid mind, forever observing the effects of aging - day in and day out - on the surface of that morning mirror. Choose to present yourself favourably, climbing rapidly that social ladder. Choose to smile, despite the rotten aspects of the urban life tucked away in alleyways like syringes, crack pipes, dementia, schizophrenia and utter paranoia. Choose to hold back that anger that urges you to beat the living crap out of that dipshyt sitting across you in the bus. Choose to not beat up an old woman with her own purse, despite that uncontrollable desire to do so. Choose to repress that tilt of yours that makes you want to flip that ****ing table and all the stupid chips on them. Choose to behave, suppress, to wear a mask. Choose to not be unfaithful, to not **** that new honey like you both deserve it. Choose to not totally go ape-monkey/lose it on every-fracking-body, as no one would ever forget. Choose life.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkUHzMtF...
So what happens when you get the original crew of degenerates back together 20 years later? You get the same habits, the same measured addictions, disillusion and a general sense of hopelessness as life flashes by like a daze.
The first time I saw Trainspotting, I was high like a mama fracking kite. I was at the beginning of a 4 year relationship, both of us 20 years old, highly immersed in the grudge/alternative scene of Montreal, disillusioned, terribly mad at society, consumerism and the fracking black hole that is modern ages. Needless to say, but the movie spoke directly to us. Moreso, it was a true companion. A testimony of our times. A message in a bottle at sea, that perhaps would not go completely unnoticed… 16 years later, I sobered up. I made peace with my anger, my disillusion. I embraced (somewhat) what I wanted to ****ing kick in the chinny chin chin back in the 90s. I Chose Life.
The problem is, when put in the face of old age, decay, anxiety, life's ****ing problems and all, we are left but with 1 solution : to embrace the moment. The present. That same ****ing ironic fleeting moment that forever escapes our grasp Choose life."
Dub, you ever read Porno, Trainspotting’s book sequel?
I won’t ever watch it but I hope everyone who does loves it. This proposed American version, at say 110 minutes, might’ve been a huge hit. LEGITIMATE SPOILER ALERT
Spoiler
Why not? It's fantastic. Whitney Schnook!
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Highly recommend The Gleaners and I. Agnes Varga's film is a prime example of film as bricolage.
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there is a new 4k uhd restoration of Sorcerer released by Criterion this week... it's stunning.
I find it really amazing how good some of the remastered 4k scans can look when done properly... it's like watching the movie for the first time.
of course, many of the restorations can arrived mucked up and terrible if the 'oversight' or 'approval' process is handled improperly... I am talking to you James Cameron.
Up next, the new Ugetsu remaster... also by Criterion.
Highly recommend The Gleaners and I. Agnes Varga's film is a prime example of film as bricolage.
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new word for me!
A blind spot I’ll fill soon enough. I’m actually annoyed I’ve missed so many big movies of the 21st century
That's fun. Before I got more into the pokering, most Friday and Saturday nights when weather allowed, we'd have firepit night out in the cul-de-sac.
At some point, we got a projector and speakers, and I started showing the crowd some of the old favorites. Most of the kids were jr high or high school, so we could see things like The Godfather, The Big Lebowski, Casablanca and Goodfellas.
I'm sure there were others I'm not remembering too.
I knew it wasn't [emoji23]
I have the DVD of Ugetsu. It's one of my all time favorites along with Sansho the Bailiff.
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Too many years I spent reading literary theory, but it works for Varda's film, which is about both French gleaners and her own work as a filmmaker.
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She thought the Chow character had become an immature narcissist and was now just breaking the hearts of women for the sake of it. In her words, "he's a fu*k boy now."
He was ALWAYS this way. There was never anything to him.
