The last scene has the camera literally traveling from documentary realism into fragmented, torturous abstraction through the death of a suicide bomber, from found footage to Hausu. An extremely creative and haunting piece.
Yes, this is a socialist era film and is quite propagandistic, but I want to show this film to my children one day.
The songs are so beautiful, and there is romance without ever escalating to Hollywood romance - instead, what the film focuses more on is the maturation of a woman, and her awakening to broader social problems.
Always going to be a dear film in my heart.
You are just a bastard. A bastard in a basket!
There Will Be Blood exudes a revolting but also seductive oily texture.
Literally, Daniel seems to always be drenched in either the black, thick oil he is mining or his own perspiration (I just want to exfoliate his skin and unclog the pores and let it ~breathe~). Then, on a broader level, scenes seem to be coated with an uncomfortable layer of greed and madness - Daniel's love for his…