I'm 31. It sucks even more than before.
Tian zhu ding (2013)
The initial segment serves as a sort of blueprint of the things to come, as we know that eventually it will all lead to violence, and in that sense it makes you feel more intensely about what's happening between the characters, what decisions they make, and specially the objects they pick up. In many way, this is a movie that carefully plays with those expectations, the idea of the Chekhov's gun, and how it gets…
I just don’t want to be rude, but every review here doesn’t come close to describe how fucking atrocious the dialogue is. How pretty it looks, how convinced it is of what it is, are surely high points, but this might be Larrain’s weakest film by far. Empty provocations, queerbaiting, a plot that absolutely makes no sense, strong idealization of madness, a forced sense of normalcy that doesn’t sit well at all. This is an effort that…
For Brooklyn Magazine I interviewed Shunji Iwai in occasion of the NYAFF.
When I asked him about this film, he said the most beautiful thing I've heard in a while:
"I’m not sure if our world is getting closer to my film, but I do know that the world is always unfair and stupid and dirty… but beautiful."