I'm an incurable romantic so I do love westerns
The Strange Vice of Mrs Wardh 1971
This Italian giallo bridges the gap between Umberto Lenzi's conspiracy thrillers, which Sergio Martino accentuates with an erotic and morbid component, and Dario Argento's classics with their black-gloved killers and subjective shots peering through windows. It's clear that Martino was struck by "The Bird with the Crystal Plumage," just as Argento copied the park scene for his "Four Flies on Grey Velvet."
Although a good film, it lacks the spark to become a classic. Screenwriter Ernesto Gastaldi plays with references…
Husbands and Wives 1992
Note to self, not a real review:
During some of the jump cuts on the shaking close-ups, I momentarily confused Mia Farrow for Jean Seberg.
After reworking Bergman (Interiors, Hannah and Her Sisters) and Fellini (Stardust Memories, Radio Days), Woody Allen takes on the persona of a young French New Wave director of the early 60s and executes it brilliantly, resulting in one of his best directorial efforts.
The Batman 2022
Heavy rain. A serial killer hiding in the dark alleys of Gotham City. His deep breath suffocated by a mask. His point of view as he's stalking his next victim. Darkness. A crime scene. Young Batman passes through the policemen opening up like the Nile, mumbling about him. A riddle to be solved. Suspects and witnesses to interrogate. Evidences to analyze. Detective work to do.
That's what I expected from this movie, and that's what I got in the beginning.…
House of Gucci 2021
It looks like an endless Saturday Night Live parody of a true crime documentary I recently saw on Italian television about the Gucci murder. Jared Leto as Paolo Gucci could be a regular guest.