Making a film is like gathering up all those things, old and new, and squeezing them together in one tightly bound package. I think that telling stories is one part making things up and another part living them. Working on a film isn’t very different than helping my dad build a shed. There seems to be almost as much talking, connecting, and dreaming as there is planning, measuring, and cutting. In the end you’ve done as much living as you…
We’re fated to pretend
Color me disappointed when what I assumed was a Freud meets Chekhov chamber-piece was “revealed” to be a sloppily constructed “mystery” aimed at spinning the age old pessimism that “greed ruins all.” As if “eating the rich” was a crime.
Eager to be proven wrong, and, snatching glimpses of one of my masters (Chekov), I found myself dissecting the societal paradoxes and truisms of the first ninety minutes, only to be left with my $&@! in…
Worst movie I’ve seen in a theater by a wide margin. Especially because there are things in it that I don’t dislike! Like the previous worst film Midsommer was a bummer from the get, but this had me contemplating! Bro fumbled all my goodwill in the last 90+ mins (lol). Like… there is a genuinely enchanting section of this movie in which I was bamboozled into wondering if ari aster had found some goddamm beauty in the world.. but no! The…
Blockbuster driven solely on emotion
Operatic type plastic filmmaking
But what really moves me is the tangle of feelings
Saw myself and my relationships at so many points which is scary, and thrilling, and comforting
Connecting at the base level of human understanding, the level confused by every communication other than emotion... and stripping everything away to move solely on emotion, on feeling...