I watched 6 movies last week:
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- The Bride! is an bold and audacious movie if you can get on its strange and very particular wavelength, which is something I was never once able to do. Give Maggie Gyllenhaal due credit, the movie is a go-for-broke riff on a thousand different ideas. I’m just not convinced it has anything novel or especially interesting to say about any of them, or that their collision on screen isn’t anything more than a trainwreck.
- The Secret Agent, as Matt Zoller Seitz wrote, “doesn’t feel made, but extracted from a dreaming mind.” That sometimes means the movie follows a dream logic, requiring you to pay attention to detail and subtext, with storylines ending or crossing in unexpected ways. But that makes the movie sound more like homework than the rich, sometimes surreal delight that it is.
- Sliding Doors is two very boring movies for the price of one. I think the actors, particularly Paltrow, are trying their best with the character sketches they’ve been handed, but I didn’t care about a single one of them, a few are outright insufferable, and the whole thing ends on a weird downer. As Roger Ebert wrote, “Is either time-line interesting in itself? If not, then no amount of shifting back and forth between them can help. And I fear they are not.”
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- There’s a certain melancholy and sadness running through most of Ozu’s work, but Tokyo Twilight has to easily be his bleakest film. There are moments of beauty, and the director fills the screen with many of his familiar actors, but it’s not the sort of movie to watch if you need a pick-me-up.
- Tourist Trap is a lousy movie, and I spent less time watching it than simply waiting for it to end. In future, before I watch a horror movie, I may want to answer the question “is there a Rifftrax version of this?” and then watch that version instead.
- I’m not sure White Material would work, much less half as well as it does, without Isabelle Huppert’s performance at the heart of it. Her character and actions are often inscrutable, even to those around her, but Huppert sells them as having some kind of internal strength and logic.
I also rewatched Stir of Echoes, which is a very serviceable ’90s horror movie. Nothing special, and more than a little rushed, but with some nice moments.




















