a stray observation about the Matrix films and their makers
a stray observation about the Matrix films and their makers
family movie nite: watched GOOD WILL HUNTING for the first time since, what, 1997? 98? the first 15 minutes had me cringing at the close-but-still-no-cigar hollywood depiction of Wicked Smaht people, and the rest was riveting. pity about the #BechdelTest but let’s not ask the impossible; minnie driver’s effortlessly natural performance as The Girl is manic, pixie-ish, and dreamy, but she lifts every scene she’s in. and the older men are wonderful.
dead solid movie, glad we watched.
tonight i watched BE KIND REWIND with my family and it’s just as i remember—a guileless comic-romantic fantasy, strange dream offering its own existence proof—until the final scene, which is better, realer, more humble than i remember. real blue note.
a beautiful little movie about little movies. michel gondry isn't perfect (needs a forceful cowriter) but his movies have such a humane spirit.
my wife and i just watched BANSHEES OF INISHERIN---
heartbreaking, exquisitely acted, ultimately disturbing in the manner (no surprise) of irish folktales. i hear what its critics are saying about its allegory and stageplay Oirishness, but the pleasure of farrell/gleeson duetting on mcdonagh's script overwhelms any complaint; both deserve every accolade for this work, as do barry keoghan and kerry condon in support.
an adult story, unsparingly told. beautiful.