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Why would I not know the context? I am the context.
–Kevin

A searing indictment of "boys will be boys" culture and America’s fascination with violence, as well as a deep exploration of maternity’s dark side, nature vs. nurture, and sociopathy. Its mystery, nor its focus, necessarily lie in what may be deemed its central event. Ramsay makes no great pains to hide what Kevin has done, so much as how he’s done it—and how that connects with the…

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Time, insecurity, memory, loss and loneliness fill the labyrinth of an Old Man’s mind. He discusses the obscure obsessions of a lonely intellect with an extension of himself that no longer seems to love him. Is she from his dreams? His memories? The films he’s seen? The answer changes and overlaps from scene to scene, but the relationship remains a painful one to watch in all of its forms. 

The Young Woman’s isolation, the feeling of being time moving…

Personally, I had a lot of fun. This is an exponential improvement over Fear & Desire, and though some people mark Paths of Glory or Dr. Strangelove as the first time "Kubrick becomes Kubrick", I think it’s actually here that Kubrick begins. Elements like the dollhouse confrontation, one-point perspective dream sequence, and the dancing ballerina (played by Kubrick’s second wife, Ruth Sobotka) bring a dash of the surreal to this otherwise novelistic genre-film. It provides a glimpse of the artist that will…

This film is a lie, but it does have some merit.

Perhaps no myth has been more dangerous to young directors—or for that matter, film sets around the world—than the idea that Stanley Kubrick exerted a god-like control over every aspect of the creative process. Thankfully this film dispels that myth (itself a fundamental misunderstanding of creativity) and provides us with a look into the amount of intuition and trust that actually made Kubrick’s films come alive. It also features…

Now that’s what the fuck I’m talking about!!! My face hurts from smiling so much. This entire playlist went dumb, and I honestly wish we could go back to having parties this deeply rooted in sensuality with oneself and everyone around them because the energy here felt incredible. Watching two people strike a non-verbal peace treaty with a joint is just as lovely and tender as finding yourself lost in a song that’s long since drifted away. Definitely packs all…

“Come on Alice, stop acting”
-Actors, in character.

This film is like a growing germ or a sneeze in my brain that won’t come out. The idea alone that a director is an actor (a role on two planes) who is exploring their many masks and ways of seeing through the filmmaking process is a can of worms on its own. Then to illuminate that search for reality by including the perceptions of other realities as a vehicle to explore…