i will not lie. that is love.
i haven’t had this much difficulty putting my thoughts about a movie into words in a very long time. but i get it — words can’t encapsulate the beauty of Lee Isaac Chung’s Minari, a tender exploration of family and life and love and generational wisdom.
the plant after which the movie is named is a literal weed, one with the ability to grow pretty much anywhere water and damp soil is found. it’s described as a ‘cut-and-come-again’ plant, one…
we’re always conditioned to think of silence as something peaceful, a calm away from the noise of the vehicle that is life. but sometimes silence can be loud, clouding our ability to feel everything else in front of us. and once silence starts screaming, it never really stops.
in Darius Marder’s Sound of Metal, silence is as much a villain as it is a hero; a calming wave as much as a destructive din. as someone who’s dealt with tinnitus…
do you want to become an old man filled with regrets waiting to die alone?
watching a Christopher Nolan film is to expect that the line between reality and some twisted fantasy version of it will be blurred. everything is false unless proven otherwise. but Inception still feels like Nolan’s truest and most unadulterated take on the concept (and some of his work since has been an attempt at achieving that same level of sincerity to much varied effects).
i am not exaggerating when i say this is genuinely the softest, warmest, most tender movie i have seen all year. i wish it didn’t have to end. i mean, what in the world was Greta thinking?
it is so obvious that Little Women is crafted with so much love and emotion, that you can’t help but feel loved yourself. which, i guess, is what Gerwig does best — just as with Lady Bird, she pumps the film’s entire runtime…