Maestro is a masterpiece. Amongst the Golden Globe male nominees, Bradley is far above any of the others, even Cillian Murphy in Oppenheimer. He had to look like a conductor, a piano player, acquire his mannerisms, voice and the ending credit sequence with the real LB, show just how much they transformed BC to look… Continue reading Tale of Two Netflix: Maestro and May December
Tag: Sarasota Film Society
Roxanne On Demand: Leave the World Behind
I may have gotten around to seeing Leave the World Behind (I wear an invisible Ethan Hawke number one fan badge), but Renee and Trish, the super giving, sweet owners of Burns Court pushed me to do it asap. Hence, the start of a second new feature of people telling me to watch films: Roxanne… Continue reading Roxanne On Demand: Leave the World Behind
Manhattan Short Film Festival Takes
I may have just spaced out on The Manhattan Short Film Festival in the past seeing as how this year marks its 26th annual year. Admittedly, I’m not a short movie fan, feeling the same way about music fests, and even food buffets; I’m a fidelity gal, rather absorbing a longer film, larger amount of… Continue reading Manhattan Short Film Festival Takes
Golda: Nerves of Steel, Worth the Reel
Fickle critics who panned Golda (written by Nicholas Martin and directed by Guy Nattiv) must be a literal bunch as I really enjoyed the atmospheric slice of life biopic. Speaking for myself, I’m done with war carnage scenes and feel just as moved by the music and human screams invoked in Golda. So I applaud… Continue reading Golda: Nerves of Steel, Worth the Reel
Passages: Hey Mikey, She Likes It!
Stop the presses, for once I like a movie more than the New York Times. In fact, Amy Nicholson was downright harsh. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t LOVE Passages. But I did appreciate and even knowingly shake my head in understanding and remembering my second marriage which had an eerily similar dynamic of a… Continue reading Passages: Hey Mikey, She Likes It!
Afire: Pentagon on Sadness
Much like Triangle of Sadness, (an Oscar 2023 nominated film), Afire, written and directed by Christian Petzold (Undine and Transit being his other most recent and popular), deals in part with the breakdown of relationships caused by sexual power dynamics. What begins as a trio thrown together, two men on a working vacation with a… Continue reading Afire: Pentagon on Sadness
Shortcomings, a discussion provoking film
Randall Parks full length directorial debut, Shortcomings (based on a graphic novel by Adrian Tomine was a fine, intriguing watch for me. Listening to a podcast this morning unpacking the film, the trio kept referring to the main character, played by After Yang’s Justin H. Min as an incel. Like a healthy Buddhist, I’m not… Continue reading Shortcomings, a discussion provoking film
Theater Camp, Fire Comedy (as the kids say)
Theater Camp was a perfect comedic film. Molly Gordon, Nick Lieberman and Noah Galvin have written a model script with deadpan humor and heart. The former two directed the film and let’s hope this trio will be the next Christopher Guest in creating a string of mockumentary style comedies. In this case, the title explains… Continue reading Theater Camp, Fire Comedy (as the kids say)
Filling in the Film Holes re. Two Past Mammoth Films
Time Magazine just released another of their polls, “the best movies from every decade”. I had some holes in my film files, so just like summer construction, it was time to fill in some potholes. I rented Brian De Palma’s Blowout with John Travolta and a very young and too believably creepy John Lithgow. Dennis… Continue reading Filling in the Film Holes re. Two Past Mammoth Films
Past Lives, Present Jives, Imbalance Thrives
*Fair Warning: Spoilers are here, breaking my promise, but just this once: Day Two of ponderings (with gratitude toward @Filmspotting for helping nudge me to my current feeling for the film). My reaction and thought process about the film Past Lives has changed like phases of the moon. So it’s appropriate that today’s Super Moon… Continue reading Past Lives, Present Jives, Imbalance Thrives