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May December 2023
MAY DECEMBER is an atomic sweet tart, the cinematic equivalent of laying on a bed of needles, a seductive Venus flytrap of a movie. It is equal parts pleasure, pain, comedy, tragedy, haunting, immediate, and diabolical. It is about the identities that are made for us and that we make for ourselves, the masks we put on and can’t take off, the frightening possibility that there is no true self, that all relationships are variations of perversity, that there’s nothing…
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Under the Silver Lake 2018
More like Hitchcock Bong Man. Acid soaked hate letter to the land that taught us to desire and the decaying old white men who taught us how. All the movies’ beauty has the stench of death and exploitation to it as well. Funny, goofy, mean. A-
also interesting is that it’s a movie that exists, ghostlike, at the periphery of the industry, but where people are still literally dining on the dead legends of Hollywood. and Garfield’s character is heavily…
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White Chicks 2004
Me in 2009: I refuse to watch WHITE CHICKS because it has a 14% on Rotten Tomatoes and i only want to have “good” taste
Me in 2018: Film criticism is dominated by straight white male voices that shape, gender, and racialize what “good taste” is, making critical consensus the product of unequal institution, discouraging viewers to develop a critical thought that exists beyond “good” and “bad”, and WHITE CHICKS is one of the most brilliant satires of race and gender in the last fifty years -
Past Lives 2023
tragically did not at all care for PAST LIVES. too straightforward for my taste. and Lee and Yoo have good chemistry, but not time bending, fate cracking, reality shattering chemistry. a small but totally meaningful difference, one that the film hinges and ultimately fails on.
both characters are so thin, and so banal and prosaic with their language, that such energy and chemistry is what the film predominantly relies on. But it’s simply not there.
Greta Lee is supposed to be a writer but we ever get a sense of how she relates to language a couple of times?
