One of the most insane, beautiful things I have ever witnessed. "All boundaries are imaginary", a film of nothing but the purest and most radical love, assembled with an audaciousness and scale that is practically unheard of in 21st century American cinema. About a quarter of it "doesn't work", the makeup is super questionable as often as it is insanely impressive, Tom Hanks spends a lot of time talking about "the true true". All of this is true (true) on…
Tell me where are you driving, midnite cruiser?
Where is your bounty of fortune and fame?
I am another gentleman loser,
Drive me to Harlem, or somewhere the same
This film has big Steely Dan energy. Funny, beautiful, technically astonishing, and desperately sad at its core. A story about men stuck so deep in cyclical ruts that they refuse to admit they're even in them. They're addicted to chasing a dream, but when they finally catch it, they realise it's…
This is maybe Wong's most restrained, minor key work. Minimal music, mostly static or very slow-moving camera set-ups, and very little in the way of visual or emotional fireworks. It's also pretty slight in my opinion. I watched the extended quasi-feature version of this, and maybe it works better in shorter form. But as it stands, I just didn't find this particularly affecting. It's beautiful, yes, and kind of hot, true to its source film's erotic intentions. But there just…
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Watched this over a period of three weeks or so. Just one of the most brain-bending, beautiful, terrifying pieces of art I have ever experienced. Fair warning that this is basically going to be word vomit as I try to process this behemoth. Also, fair warning: I will only barely scratch the surface. I'm not sure this is my favourite thing Lynch has ever done but it is probably his defining statement as an artist. I don't think I understand…