Somewhere they foxtrot madly.
When did everything start getting an expiration date?
This is my favourite film. It’s not the best film I’ve ever seen, but it’s my favourite film. If Murakami made films instead of wrote novels this is what they would look like. Playful, poignant and progressive. There is a timeless energy to it. Every cut. Every step-printed frame tells its own little story. A story of crossed paths. Forgotten memories. Crowded streets and expired love. I re-watched this today for the…
"Soon people will need interpreters to understand the words coming out of their own mouths."
I don't know what a film is. Godard is still trying to figure it out as well. Obsessed with the politics of visual art. A tyraid of experiment and emotion. How do you communicate feeling? Does a picture really speak a thousand words? No. And yes. Because words are images. How can images and sound truly tell us anything about the world we live in?…
Went in expecting a dystopia sci-fi thriller about memories being encoded into mini-discs and came out having experienced a scathing deconstruction of systemic inequality and police brutality. There's a lot that Bigelow packs into this - the final scene with the confetti and millennium countdown as the backdrop for a riot was great. Dug the aesthetic and costumes - there were also some hilarious lines of dialogue.