• Rififi



    the closing moments slap hard.

  • The Naked Island

    The Naked Island


    a dialogue-free gut punch by Kaneto Shindo that offers effective masterclass on how to establish, retain, involve and reinforce the geography to a palpable extent —— look forward to seeing more of his pieces.

  • Hit the Road

    Hit the Road


    We pee on Asia, we pee on Africa, and if we get there, we pee on europe. To the health of my Bro and Me ♪

    Gosh, sad lovely piece of the year.

  • One Day, You Will Reach the Sea

    One Day, You Will Reach the Sea


    : I want to be able to talk easily to everyone, like you do.

    : You just have to tune in.

    : Tune in?

    : Yeah, like a radio.

    : I might end up not liking myself, it scares me.

    : But if you do, you could end up meeting someone — who could draw out your real self while you spend time together.

    : I think I have such a person already.

    : Really? Who? Where did you meet? Is he from your class?

    : It’s a secret.

    (Intense gaze)

  • Cha Cha Real Smooth

    Cha Cha Real Smooth


    : I need to take a shower.

    : I feel like we should just sit here.

    : I wanna get out of this fucking T shirt.

    : I like your shirt.

    : Then why don't you marry it?

    Very likeable with some lite touches to die for however gimme more.

  • Good Luck to You, Leo Grande

    Good Luck to You, Leo Grande


    Desires are never mundane.

  • Beautiful Thing

    Beautiful Thing


    : Ste?

    : Mm-hmm?

    : You all right?

    : Yeah.

    : Right.


    : What?

    : Night.

    : Night, Jamie.

    Mike Leigh-esque coming out piece — tender, lovely, and whatnot.

  • Minding the Gap

    Minding the Gap


    You fucking have to control the most minute, small details to make you feel normal in a world that’s not normal.


  • The Tokyo Night Sky Is Always the Densest Shade of Blue

    The Tokyo Night Sky Is Always the Densest Shade of Blue


    — But.. for better or for worse, I’m alive, and so are you.

    Poor but alive.

    In love. I’m in love. Deal with it.

    “what can I get you?”

    “two beers, please.”

    “two drafts. thank you.”

    Deal with it. I told you.

    — I’m sorry. I’m laying all this on you.

    — That’s okay. I hate to ask, but you could get the check for this? I have got a date with that clerk. It looks good.

    (both laughs)


  • Tuesday, After Christmas

    Tuesday, After Christmas


    Trust me I have no words to pen on this. This film feels like a bittersweet wonder — one of those times where you read a script, fail on your judgement and finally, go buckwild when it's actually shot. Dayumn, dialogue writing at its frickin’ best, and everything comes together so dense and hitting. The closing notes of the film will stay with me, I assure.

  • Night on Earth

    Night on Earth


    For me the word color doesn't mean anything, I feel colors.

    A butcher’s knife or a bread knife? Holy smokes, love Jim Jarmusch’s writing.

  • The Novelist's Film

    The Novelist's Film


    This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

    - What's a waste?
    - What?

    - What's a waste?

    - Do you think she's a child? You think she doesn't know anything?

    - But we value her so much, it seems a waste.

    - Everyone chooses the life they want. You think she's a child? If she chose her path and she's happy, we should respect that. A waste? You know what that word implies? It means she's doing something wrong, or living the wrong way. How can you…