just my film rumblings, eme!
among joe's films that i've seen prior, i felt i was "most awake" during memoria. since its production, i was curious to see how joe would direct foreign (white) bodies. what would he tell beyond his homeland? here we are once again pulled into the filmmaker's past obsessions--of (forgotten) histories, dreams permeating the present, ephimeral creatures in limbo, and even the soundscape of a jungle.
jessica wakes up with a loud bang in her head. a cooler for the orchids.…
paulo's line "you're just a fan," basically sums up how jane's character is written. she's just a fan and the idol of her dreams is just as fucked up as everyone else. i think the film works best as merely a portrayal of blind fanaticism. an exploration? i don't think so.
the film fails to touch on the whys. i know this maybe asking too much from the film but if you're going to criticize fan culture, might as well…