• The Great Indian Kitchen

    The Great Indian Kitchen


    The poster is a lie. This is not a laidback foodie film. Each instance of injustice helped me sustain this rage. And all of it was framed by mundanity. I literally can't bring myself to write anything. A terribly effective experience.

    P.S. These are equally enraging: Counterfeit Kunkoo / Juice / Mirch Masla

  • Bridesmaids



    Gracias para vivar en la casa, en las escuelas, en el azul markada. Tienes con bibir en las fochuashta? And gracias!

  • Being the Ricardos

    Being the Ricardos


    Tedious and overlong. I felt like I was watching a play, as opposed to a film.

  • The Novice

    The Novice


    Well-paced and suffocating, with unexpected Horror vibes. There's something deliberate about the scenes that breathed - it's as if everything that's happening is from a feeling that's been held in for so long. I don't like Alex, but I appreciate her. Or I like Alex, but I don't appreciate her. That contradiction has, in my mind, become the point of this stylized film. I will watch this again.

  • Parallel Mothers

    Parallel Mothers


    I enjoy visiting AlmodΓ³var's vibrant world of intimate sadness. Even if it's a bit of a letdown. Madres paralelas lacks the indescribable thing that I've seen in AlmodΓ³var's late 90s/early 00s work. The motherhood melodrama is beautifully done. The pain of Spain's past, however, could've been emphasized further. I like the way the story revealed the link between the main themes. I just wish the ending of this really hit me, the way Birdshot's ending did.

  • The Lost Daughter

    The Lost Daughter


    Wonderfully tense. The fluidity between tenderness and violence got me. The performances were just astounding. I felt like I was drowning.

  • Don't Look Up

    Don't Look Up


    Unsubtle satire and ugly visuals. Unpleasant tone, in a bad way. I'm all for films that wink at the audience, but this is not as smart as it thinks it is. The cast got two chuckles out of me and that's about it.

  • Ascension



    I ascend and gaze afar with a clear heart
    only to find that everywhere is already razed.

    -Zheng Ze, 1912

    Surprising and mesmerizing. I was unable to tear my eyes away. Kingdon reminded me of Frederick Wiseman and Ramona S. Diaz, two documentarians I'm a big fan of. Quiet strength and a point of view never fail to impress me.

  • Encanto



    Salento, in Colombia, is one of my favorite places in the world. I got excited when I first saw the teaser of Encanto. It reminded me of the magical Cocora valley, which has a loop that I hike every single time I visit Colombia. I have fond memories of living there, and seeing little things in this film - like Tejo and arepas and excellent coffee - put a smile on my face. Encanto was a joy; and this viewing was bittersweet because damn I miss Colombia.

  • The Rescue

    The Rescue


    Engrossing documentary about the divers who saved 12 boys who were trapped in a flooded cave in Northern Thailand. I'm terrified of cave diving so this stressed me out. The way this was constructed was impressive, especially since the filmmakers didn't have the rights to the kids' stories. It was great to watch this on Christmas Eve. Going through all those emotions with friends and family made the experience better.

  • She-Devil



    Nice little revenge film that feels like First Wives Club with a bit of John Waters and 9 to 5. I was having a rough week and camp Meryl Streep was what I needed.

  • The Power of the Dog

    The Power of the Dog


    I can count on one hand the directors that understand bodies. The way Campion shoots, shows and examines them astounds me. The Piano took my breath away. A lot of moments in The Power of the Dog made me think that Campion was trying to recreate the magic of her 1993 masterpiece. She succeeded in making another gem. I like the first one a bit more though.

    P.S. Hittman is another one who understands.