Fucking penguins man.
Olivier Assayas has both made an affirmation and rebuttal of the idea of a director's 'late career'. Affirmation in that sense that reflections can be unique and valuable when informed by experience, rebuttal to the idea that age and time are somehow detrimental or burdensome in art.
I didn't know what to expect from Irma Vep, but what I really didn't anticipate was the playful, meta, experimental cocktail of so many things it turned out to be. Irma Vep is…
"It's a meta commentary on feminism!"
So what? Is that meant to be impressive? Because that's all it is. There is no real story here, it is a one dimensional piece of pretension. If none of the characters are real and the story is just an allegory why should I care? Knowing they are simply 'metaphors' means there are no real emotions. When artist said that her sister died I should feel sad for her, yet with the knowledge that…