Perhaps Claire’s most enigmatic film, which is saying a lot. It’s so restless and scattered, just like the heart and memory of the protagonist its centered around. I always think back on how Barry Jenkins says that she’s able to pack such ridiculously complex and universal themes into such personal, everyday things - whether it’s a dying heart or coffee beans or just a crockpot. This one’s no different - it contains her consistent themes (of guilt, human connection, colonialism,…
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The Wound 2004
It’s always great when you finally get ahold of that rare film you’ve been searching through the bowels of the internet for (with working subs!) and it lives up to your hype. Stone cold, unforgettable masterpiece. Misery porn-ish? Sure, but these characters are framed in such an empathetic way that’s it’s hard not to feel the humanity shining through the cracks. Whether they’re captured in an off-kilter close up, dingy wide shot or completely out of frame, the way these…
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The Fourth Dimension 2001
Feel like this works for me as an “alien-like travelogue through Japan” a bit more for me than Sans Soleil mainly because T. Minh-ha Trinh style just feels so damn alien. Not just because of her detached narration and the fun Web 1.0 editing, but mainly the sound. The soundscape in her films is fucking nuts, especially here with all the drums, chanting and various ritual sounds - it’s so jarring and abrasively done that it legitimately feels like you’re…
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Love at Sea 1964
Guy Gilles made some of the most stereotypically French films ever made. Good looking young white people smoking, drinking coffee and professing about love - he makes Godard look like Clint Eastwood and his style is like Rohmer with ADHD. But I’ll be damned if his films were so goddamn beautiful. His masterful montage, depictions of fleeting memories - and here in particular - the fucking neon vibes makes this so easy to get lost in. It’s easy to write this…
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Rendezvous in Paris 1995
The men in Rohmer’s films are usually dumb, but they are all peak stupid here.
