"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
- Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
I hold this movie and its images and its words so close to my heart. For it understands how being in love feels like, how the entire world exists in the eyes of your lover, it contains the entire world in it. It is the poetry of life. A piece of art both devastating and life-affirming, a song of connection and longing perfectly…
Zoey Deutch(one of our finest upcoming actresses working right now) stars in a deliciously off putting role(although not as gross as the O'Brien one) that embodies and deconstructs an entire generation of people that seem to talk like a robot and exist in a vacuum, outside of the real world, the kind of people whose dreams and aspirations have been polluted by the disgusting life styles of capitalism and only yearn for acceptance and quick fame behind the screen. It's…
"souls don't die."
a soulful story that is not only against xenophobia but is also about the power of connection and emotion that defines being human. our empathy and compassion as the only weapons we need. cried like 4 times. why did brad bird had to go this raw?
demolished dreams and tangible nightmares, produced behind the scenes and exorcised up there, on the silver screen. where the cruelty and ugliness of reality, when crushed against the artificiality and allure of the movies is but a story bitterly half remembered.
The ultimate 50s MGM musical: overstuff and charmingly old hat yes but who cares when you have music, sets, colours and mise-en-scene to die for. Vincente Minelli would perfect this formula of a musical somewhat lost between the realm of soft dreams and the always moving and frenzied reality of 50s New York for the heavenly and more relaxed Bells Are Ringing in 1960 but hey this offers colorful extravagance and sincerity galore so one can't complain(plus the cinematography is…
A rom-com lacking in love, an adventure lacking in thrills. A slight, rather pale, unpolished mess of a movie that is amusing but completely forgettable. Both Bale and Portman are completely wasted here. There is absolutely no way Waititi thought that the things he pulls out of his ass in the third act could work after giving Hemsworth and Portman only one scene together. I'll forget about this tomorrow.
I want to own every single outfit Sarah Paulson wears in this movie and the fact that I don't upsets me greatly
A movie by and for people whose brain has been eternally fried by movies. Love it
Some early thoughts since this demands a rewatch:
Like all Luhrmann I find this overwhelming yet deeply felt in some ways(his first movie where his excess is justified and properly used). An exploration of Elvis both as a person and an icon and how he relates to the history of the nation he is a symbol to: how bizarre it is that he is both a product of and a rebellion against white supremacy is thoroughly explored by both montage…
leo wearing a floral shirt and screaming "I DEFY YOU STARS" while crying changed the course of history
(i am such a basic bitch, the way he says "Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn" has me on chokehold)
lumet's other heist movie suggests that marginalized people are doomed to be lead at crime for a genuine and hopeless attempt at a life of purpose and dignity yet this movie, his final one, somehow reaches an even bleaker conclusion, that famillies will steal and kill each other out of desperation for capital. this is magnificently well made and acted of course, using the rashomon effect in ways that transform a typical crime story into a cry of hopelessness and…
Nobody wrote prose in the same way Scott Fitzgerald wrote and for better or for worse nobody shot a film in the way Luhrmann does. I guess this is the only sensibility the two artists seem to share. Yet still this, an endlessly excessive and loud adaptation of one of the tightest and most quietly forceful novels ever written is remarkable. Luhrmann treats this like a sirk melodrama for the digital age, and the only political comments that he seems…