• The Hand of God

    The Hand of God

    A vile film with worthless ideas about art and living :)

    Imagine wanting to be Fellini — no, a postmodern Fellini. In 2021!!!! In this economy! Couldn’t possibly be me.

    This film is so profoundly against everything I hope and stand for in cinema, I might go longform. Words escape me to properly describe this. Just….monstrous.

    The salve is a still undistributed film in the US, Clara Roquet’s LIBERTAD (2021). Same vibe, same angle (rich Euro families over a lost…

  • Cityscape


    In between <—> and La Région Centrale.

  • La Région Centrale

    La Région Centrale


    Copernicus goes to the Movies. Something becomes nothing, nothing everything. A symphony in space.

  • ‘Rameau’s Nephew’ by Diderot (Thanx to Dennis Young) by Wilma Schoen

    ‘Rameau’s Nephew’ by Diderot (Thanx to Dennis Young) by Wilma Schoen

    Dunno about all that

    Well so I read the actual book the morning of the Ultra Mega Super Rare Pay-Per-View One-Time-Only No-Muss-No-Fuss Hot-People-Only screening at Anthology. Like Denny Diderot's Rameau's nephew, I had a wandering kind of mentality that day and decided to spend more time with a good friend rather than come exactly at the 3pm start time. I liked being late. It was a good afternoon wander. Walked in at 4, left at exactly 5, went on with…

  • Back and Forth

    Back and Forth


    Wavelength centers a dozen businesses gone bankrupt. La Region Centrale centers a dozen earths demolished. Back and Forth centers a dozen societies dissolved. They all mix up, they all precede and succeed one another and you misremember which insights you got from which film. There’s no Hegelian progression, no ease or clarity. The goal in all: with the least elements, with the slightest breaths, maximize the damage wrought upon the human ego. Disruption of anthropocentrism, which global white capitalism still…

  • Standard Time

    Standard Time


    Home life with your sweetie and your turtles if it was just a radio station you skip over because nothing *you* like is playing. Or, if you will, an item on the feed you scroll past. Humbling with humor.

  • Breakfast (Table-Top Dolly)

    Breakfast (Table-Top Dolly)

    Looka dis guy here widda jokes n such! A regular fuckin Lucy Ball, this motherfucker.

  • One Second in Montreal

    One Second in Montreal


    It’s The Worst Person In the World if it had a moral backbone. A second becomes a film frame, and when the world pauses, you suddenly cease to matter. Ruthless about the disappearing past, ego-stripping, nevertheless an act of crazy love at the end of the day. A great film of 60s chronophobia.

  • Dripping Water

    Dripping Water


    Keep the symphony, banish the hall.

  • The Crowd

    The Crowd


    I've seen the final shot cited dozens of times before. But now, finally seeing it in context, it's leagues more cutting, brutal, and bile-spewing than I would have imagined. A gobsmackingly brilliant takedown of both Fordian capitalism and the idea of a genuine mass in modernity. In other words, Hollywood cinema. In other words, itself.

    "We do not know how big the Crowd is, and what opposition it is ... until we get out of step with it."

  • The Holiday

    The Holiday


    Hans Zimmer’s best score, by a country mile.

  • Extraordinary Stories

    Extraordinary Stories


    Film directors and writers would do better to read—or at least be cognizant of—what Bioy Casares, Clarice, PEDRO PARAMO, Cortázar, Arguedas, Ocampo, Roa Bastos, Monterroso, and that whole Latin American literature generation laid down. Llinás certainly is—as beholden to them as he is to the Thousand and One Nights and Los Angeles noir. (Throw in Raúl Ruiz's poetics of cinema, too, claro.)

    Leave behind your France and your Rivette and get a load of this. The never-ending story...one of the…