On the one hand, this is a culture that privileges only the present and the immediate... on the other hand, it is a culture that is excessively nostalgic, given over to retrospection..." - Mark Fisher
This film is about the mechanics of memory and the tantalizing and totalizing immediacy of sensuality. Obviously the 60s setting and aesthetic are awash in nostalgia and the film begins and ends with intertitles about memory. Wong Kar Wai deploys slow motion, repetition, and mise…
It is rare and exhilarating to have a movie force you to take it in on its terms, with a complete disregard for your aesthetic preconceptions. Instead of pandering to expectations, the directorial choices in The Turin Horse frustrates them in an effort to produce a very specific emotion: angst.
The formal elements clearly testify to a master at work. The cinematography is austere and awesome (in the traditional sense of the word). The score is ominous and droning, clearly…
Superb, over the top, hilarious, breakneck comedy, lacks some heart and somehow is overlong and gets a little tiresome/repetitive. Sternberg was an absolute master of the crowded scene, reminded me of Casablanca and Les Enfants du Paradis but this is 10years earlier. Dietrich is gorgeous and sultry as always.
Manages, in two hours, to successfully, in my view, argue that oil paintings => advertisements was one long continuous evolution in capitalist expression. If that doesn’t impress you I’m not sure what would.
Edit: After speaking with people in the communities concerned I have come to see some of the thematic and character development deficiencies as realistic portrayals of families with this background. It still annoyed me so much and I’d never want to rewatch it.
A live-action Rick and Morty episode but with far less emotional development purely due to the runtime difference between a movie and a tv show.
It brings me no pleasure to feel disappointed in this movie. One…
