Modern law. Tribal law. Nature’s law.
It’s been raining constantly for about six months now. It’s raining right now. Incessant. Unseasonal. After the events of the past few years there is something even more immediate to this mystery delve. This film is so wet that you can hear the frogs croak, peer in secret blasphemy at conventions of fox weddings, seasonally distorted by the madness of cabin fever and supernatural sensitivity to various plague and phenomena. Sometimes I feel this…
When America copied and popularised the Australian western, I guess they weren’t so keen on prison escapes via hot-air balloon and bank robberies via elephant. Pity.
I was a huge Radiohead fan when this came out yet finally catching up with this I'd completely forgotten about that connection. There are several Radiohead/Thom Yorke tracks swimming in the sound mix that obsessives will twig in an instant as they briefly poke out, including some b-side curios.
I don't think this really works, although I'm sure fans of the book might be satisfied with it as an adaptation. The best moments here are the more sped-up moments for…
Match Point is everything I was hoping, and more. Woody serves up arguably his most delightfully rich genre reinvention, kind of like a reimagining of A Place in the Sun with a dash of Crime & Punishment.
Match Point is a curious cross-reference of influences. It has the bedrock of a Woody Allen film. The emotional energy and relationship betrayal of a Hitchcockian dark thriller. And a sliver of Barry Lyndon Irish rogue penetration of high society to it. Most of…
If you watch this film without a stupid foolish-looking knowing grin plastered on your face, there is something wrong with you. The match up of script, acting and direction here is sublime, creating an unbelievable sense of truth. John Singleton really hits this one out of the park.
This film also has one of Fishburne's very best roles.
You can just feel its palpable influence over urban music to come. It's all here, all the truth and all the myth.…
