The super British, non-melodramatic take on the Titanic story.
Reviewed on The Goods here
The super British, non-melodramatic take on the Titanic story.
Reviewed on The Goods here
It hurts to see our romantic idols in the throes of marital resentment. But the acting and arguing are so. Damn. Good. Greece is lovely. And few films grapples so deeply with perceptions of time.
For the first hour or so of its 75 minutes, Oscar Micheaux’s Within Our Gates is far more compelling as a historical artifact than as cinema.
Rarely do sequels do so much to deepen the original and the characters. A mesmerizing, almost real-time depiction of a lovely Parisian cityscape with electric romantic and philosophical energy.
Trashy, gratuitous, overstuffed with gore and nudity and crappy one-liners. But an overflowing sense of fun amidst the filth (though the blood was a bit much for me).
Quite possibly the most accomplished B&W photography I’ve ever seen.
A rapturous romantic duet that’s almost entirely dialogue and character development. Brilliantly performed by Hawke and Delpy, and lovely direction too. Makes me want to travel and soak in culture.
DW Griffith, the premier American epic filmmaker of the 1910s, had his biggest financial stumble in the hugely ambitious, 3.5-hour Intolerance.
I don’t know what I just watched, but I’m pretty sure God, machine, and man just had fistfight in my cortex