The forces of good attempt to destroy the forces of evil. Agents of the white and black lodge are entangled in an infinite loop filled with grief, pain but also laughter and joy. Time and space seemingly have no meaning. Is there a beginning? An end? Is it future or is it past? It’s only after watching this entire series a 2nd time that I’m able to fully appreciate the brilliant convergent storytelling of Seasons 1, 2, 3 and Fire…
La Strada reminded me of Charlie Chaplin in a couple of ways. First, the main actress herself mimicked a lot of Chaplins’s playful mannerisms and expressions. Second, this film balances that playfulness with the melancholy much like Chaplin’s films do. But in here, I was not expecting Fellini to go as far as he did. By the end, you’re left with a crushing sadness that won’t be easy to shake off. Maybe a dose or two of an upbeat Chaplin film will help life you up. Or...it may just remind you of this film and then you’re left feeling sad all over again.
I was appreciating 8 1/2 for a majority of its runtime thanks to the technical brilliance of the cinematography, acting and music. However the narrative itself was meandering and not all that satisfying. Then with about 40 minutes left, the meta-fictional components started to solidify and my mind was kicking into high gear by recontexualizing everything I had seen before. I think Fellini was intentionally making this a chaotic mix of fantasies and memories to reflect the pressure film directors…
I rewatched The Master about a month ago and since then I’ve been going through PTA’s filmography in an attempt to figure out my favorite. For some reason my mind always drifts back to this one in particular.
Ive seen various online videos analyzing its themes and one video (or perhaps it was an article I read) detailed how the film is an allegory about the tug of war between our primitive animal instincts controlled by our older reptilian brain,…
Even better than I remembered. 10 years ago this was the film that had me hooked on David Lynch. Dreamlike, mysterious, and oozing with style and atmosphere. The surreal bleeds into the real. A romance is doomed. A Hollywood dream is shattered. An overpowering jealousy is taking over. How does the unconscious mind deal with it? What will the conscious mind do?
Fuck me, this is so good.