Thoughts on Longevity
Contemplation of such great age is intrinsically moving, perhaps because it releases us from the oppressive clamour of the moment.
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Contemplation of such great age is intrinsically moving, perhaps because it releases us from the oppressive clamour of the moment.
This is the territory with which Allen feels most familiar and confident—a spare, crisp, and yet intricately plotted tale that juggles characters and situations with sensitivity and bathos.
Fred Willard was a kind of Holy Fool even among fools.
Easy Rider is an important movie—much more important than a simple measure of its quality would suggest—which is probably why the American Film Institute, among others, continues to rate it so highly.
Some of them are stylish pop art or lowbrow trash—depending on how initiated you are with their appeal. But they will also make you cry or simply stare at the screen with a detached jaw as you begin to rethink their implications behind your sterilized walls.
Chinatown is a remarkable blend of screenwriter Robert Towne and director Roman Polanski’s antipodal sensibilities.
Most of us are distant spectators to the roped-off paintings that line the museums inside our aesthetic imaginations. Some of the pieces have been removed; others don’t have appropriate labels.
Scott Z. Burns’s political thriller ‘The Report’ is a careful examination of the CIA’s interrogation methods.
Viewed as a romantic comedy, a bromance, or a musical, White Christmas may seem like just a lightweight piece of Hollywood fluff. But considered as a hymn to post-war America, it acquires additional depth.
The Rise of Jordan Peterson constructs a kaleidoscopic narrative that enables the viewer to look at the same sequence of events in several different ways.
The key to reducing violence amongst any demographic is in ascertaining the specific attributes of violent individuals.
The term “cancel culture” has become hotly contested of late. Critics say it is indiscriminately used to describe different degrees of mass opprobrium produced by transgressions that range from the trivial to the criminal. Now, while mob justice is never a particularly good idea, it is certainly true that some
Tarantino is quintessentially American. He lets us linger and watch Tate in all her Technicolor radiance. He lets us love her. What’s more, he lets her watch and love herself.
Right now, I’m maybe most spooked by how a living, breathing cultural memory is seeming to evaporate.
Gattaca was prophetic, but not quite in the way Niccol intended.