Went to see Love Lies Bleeding a week and a tad ago, and thought it alright. Murky and febrile. The brief review i read afterward though hugely bigged up the performance of Kristen Stewart. I thought she was ok, but i do have a bugbear feeling toward the near identicality of her broodingness in...
I'm with that Mubi group and get my cinema ticket per week of a film they're involved with, and it's rarely a dud. Ok, when the price goes up for me soon i might have to rethink it, but even it just under £20 a month i'm cinema-ing it 4 times a month for no extra cost. This week i saw...
Get the friggins outta here! Without them being back to back you sort of expect there to be a flow in the building of a franchise. I'd also expect it to be Villeneuve's franchise with his particular style and sound bombardment a part-unique identity of these films.
Plan to massive screen watch...
Another few days off for me this week, and therefore films to squeeze in. Monday afternoon was of course for Dune 2. A chap with two tubs of popcorn stopped me momentarily as i walked through to ask if i was to see it, his face aglow with the thought of what was to come, both cinematically and...
A couple of films to speak of.
Firstly, as last week almost closed with a gruffling whimper, was The Taste of Things. It's the story of a kitchen, grandiose and natural and obscene in its warmed perfection, where gourmet food is engineered and rejoiced over without a flinch. It's France in the...
A continuous week of cinema visits for Meade. A mixed bag of results. I'll begin with the worst, which i just returned from: Madame Web,
I'd mostly forgotten her as a comic book character, only recalling really about halfway through, and my comicbook knowledge ended before she was ever a...
My son and his mum headed off to warmer climes for halfterm, so there was only one combination of events for me to form: longish-walks, overeating, saying a word to barely anyone, and cinema. Luckily the last mentioned has been quite good thus far, particularly with last night's wild-eyed...
I cried 4 times during All of us are Strangers, and not for it being of low quality. It was rather very good, and reading about it only improves it - Japanese ghosts, the director using his own childhood house as one of the locations. It felt personal and true and lovingly haunting.