Recently, I've been on a bit of a true crime kick. I read Under the Banner of Heaven by Jon Krakauer and Under the Bridge by Rebecca Godfrey in quick succession. So, I thought I'd take it back to the beginning. I've read In Cold Blood, but I barely remember it (it was summer reading). After watching this, I really want to read it again because I'm certain I didn't appreciate it fully years ago. This movie is more fascinating…
I chose this to be my 300th film on letterboxd and I'm glad I did. It reminded me a lot of End of Evangelion and the last two episodes of the series, what with the seemingly random intercutting and the on-screen text. This is something film can do that literature can't, or at least not as literally, and I love it. I don't have much else to say about this beyond the fact that I loved it and I can't wait to watch it again high.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This is the 100th movie I've logged this year. Figures.
I really don't get it. Solid performances and a really great score, but the writing was just...ugh. It was anticlimactic and it felt too short. I'm beginning to think Paul Thomas Anderson is one of those directors that just doesn't understand how to write women. What is Emily Watson's character if not "woman who is attracted to main character"? Why does she like him? What do they have in common?…