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It was a tiny revolution
You touched my shoulder
Numbing emptiness in labour and everything the city touches, the concrete, the fences, the canals, the people shaped in dollars and barred windows and exchange rates for human contact. It all feels catastrophically hopelesss as do so many of Kurosawa's films, but what also connects them is their delicate approach to relationships - in the face of apocalypse (an actual collapse or something felt) genuine connections form and flourish and become…
Bizarre! Kurosawa has you in a trance, lulling you into an atmosphere of quiet, uncanny horror, delivering on that, and simultaneously surprising you with twists such as: getting high off of mushrooms in the woods, helping ur eco fascist pals out in buddy comedy style, magic trees, the end of the world(?) I only have a semblance of an idea about what happened, but this moves so calmly, so nonchalantly, that I'll take it for what it is at its root (haha), a silly and deeply relaxing film about some people who like and also hate trees.
"No more dead cops!"
Nolan licks, nae- eats, police state boot for 2 hours 30 mins, violently pushing for a system that has a militarized police van in every poor neighbourhood, and admits to every cop practicing brutality but through a lens of heroism, necessity, and "order". 95% of the dialogue makes the case for protecting private property at all costs, and those that don't value it as God, determined by god as a natural order, and above…