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Netflix’s Ripley
Read more: Netflix’s RipleyThe Mapplethorpesque photography in Zaillian’s adaptation of Highsmith’s novel is a character in its own right, as Ripley is more a ‘setting’ than a ‘personality’, rather his setting becomes his personality — a social media influencer’s dream. He might be a human lacking a character or forever building a character, but there is a balance…
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Mystery Of Love: On Body And Soul
Read more: Mystery Of Love: On Body And SoulThe evolutionary 2020 broke us down into essentials: the flesh we are made of, the dreams we inhabit, the lives we lead within our beating hearts. This film was made for this year. In the way scriptures were made for a particular time in history, and for all times, at the same time. It is…
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Chernobyl HBO: Seeing In The Dark
Read more: Chernobyl HBO: Seeing In The DarkThe only way to look at Chernobyl is through the complex ocular shield of the camera, otherwise we stare at Medusa’s face, unprotected — an open nuclear reactor core burning our synapses through sheer magnitude of existential incomprehension. This is a piece of popular art offering the bleakest narrative, yet the audience rushed to it…
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The ABC Murders & Fascism Redux
Read more: The ABC Murders & Fascism ReduxMalkovich is a Poirot that lives in perpetual mourning, in a history hiding underneath its own frayed repeats. It’s 1933 Britain. Fascism as collective narcissism. Narcissism as ultimate isolation from life source. John Malkovich as Poirot, a stranger in a strange land, owning a detective’s cellular memory. This is esoteric Christie, avenging angel, her agent, Sarah…
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Film vs. Death: One More Time With Feeling
Read more: Film vs. Death: One More Time With FeelingA testament to the inexplicability of mourning, the therapeutic nature of art. In this case, the art of the moving image, the most conjuring art of all. The camera becomes a dignified way to navigate the grieving process, to share. This is film as communion, echo of a longing, an evocation of love in that eternal painfully…
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Sharp Objects & The Initiation Of The Shaman
Read more: Sharp Objects & The Initiation Of The ShamanCamille emerged fully formed, a she-shaman forged in the era of the return of the witch, expanding the liminal space between traumatic events, taking the silver bullet of all audience assumptions and projections in a tale of female rage, all those dark vagina dentata materials blooming a venemous crimson red in the patriarchal dollhouse.
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