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Just seen Ozon’s Jeune & Jolie, and found it to be as elegant and mixed up as its young heroine, uncertain whether it is offering a comment on the prevalent sexualisation of youngsters’ lives leading to frigid wantonness, or a Buñuelian pièce à outrance with tongue partly in cheek. Either way, it never quite convinces, […]
The Neon Demon, NWR’s latest piece of provocation (he’s like a more genre-motivated Lars Von Trier), begins with one of those visual and aural grand statements, a reclining model/mannequin(?) – the French word is the same for both – her throat severed and oozing blood while she stares transfixed at the camera lens. There will […]
Michael Moore’s latest film, Where to Invade Next, is a tour of European countries – Italy, France, Germany, Norway, Finland, Slovenia, Iceland – and Tunisia, to see if he can find one thing they have got right, in their welfare system, their penal system, in their general attitudes to Society, that he can take back home. One […]
Ben Wheatley’s most visually flamboyant picture to date understandably evokes memories of Cronenberg and Roeg while confirming him as a director with a penchant for the weird, and an unsettling treatment of violence bordering on misanthropy. (http://www.cinefileonline.co.uk/cinefile-database/7535/)
Sorrentino’s latest is a riot of sagging flesh and portentous theatrics. http://www.cinefileonline.co.uk/cinefile-database/7517/ It’s like Tarkovsky and Fellini rolled into one, an indigestible melange. Time to lay the ghost of Otto e mezzo.
I am not sure what is worse, the narcissistic assumption that we are as interested in his opus numbers as we might have been in Fellini’s, or the unbridled and increasing tendency to defile his models. Whereas Pulp Fiction and Reservoir Dogs, and even Jackie Brown, elevated their pulp material into something more measured and […]
Peter Mayle’s book, A Year in Provence, was a newstand hit at the same time I spent my own very formative year there, and so I resisted reading it and, for a long time, resisted watching Scott’s screen version of it. (I was there first, and I wasn’t having anyone else telling me how gorgeous […]