Blindspot: Chungking Express (1994)

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Am I really just to give up entirely and Wong Kar Wai? Last year I was one of the many who championed his foray into action cinema where he made drama the centerpiece with The Grandmaster and I discovered (almost like Columbus himself) the beauty that is In the Mood For Love, so where have I gone wrong?

Wong Kar Wai continues with his disjointed stories that focus on the places that people intersect in and allowing us to be enamoured by how easily the pass by one another and how wonderful it is when they decide to sit and pause and actually interact. We follow two different ‘love’ stories over the course of this film between two different police officers who have recently been left single and alone (which I believe are two not so exclusive states)  as they have fleeting evenings of love with estranged women; one being a figure in the underground and the other one who helps in her cousin’s food shop. Continue reading

Every 10 Minutes: The Last of the Mohicans

And so the Every 10 Minutes feature returns, and let’s hope it never leaves my side again, because something about this one showed me this exercise is now very important…

We all love film for so many reasons, and one of them is the obvious visual element. I wanted, like these individuals, to highlight this idea but at the same time without completely taking and repurposing it.

Then I started to question what if the same progression we witness over the film’s complete runtime was able to be condensed into only a few images, but rather than being selective of those images make it completely structured? What would we notice now that we may not have while watching the film? And this idea is born.

The idea is this, take a film and take a snapshot every ten minutes (as close as possible with my feeble shakey hands on VLC) and play with the narrative and focus of the film. This week I want to look at the film from 1992 film The Last of the Mohicans.

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I run this country…

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The Other Ghibli Marathon: The Cat Returns (2002)

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This is part of my Other Ghibli Marathon. While most of my posts will feel/read like full reviews this one is slightly different. I’d call this more of a reactionary posting than anything else, a short smattering of thoughts and just me ranting because this one didn’t start me off too well.

The Cat Returns feels more like a lazy repurposing of previous works than anything else. If you force one to create a random adventure story of a youth being thrust into a strange world — something that Ghibli is known for doing – but instead of making the world any form of interesting, are you killing your soul? Continue reading

Part of the Conversation: Criticism v. Review, TIFF, Jazz, PG-13

I’ve always struggled with community. Not just with the internet but with life as well, and I want to change that. I’ve had weekly link posts and they’ve fizzled. I do spend a lot of time stretching across the vast land of the internet and film criticism and discussion, but I never truly engage. Here’s hoping this will be that engagement I’ve been missing.

This post is going live on a Sunday, but it’ll really be a Saturday feature starting next week. I plan to post excerpts and links back to some of my most beloved pieces that I found time to read the week gone by as a way to give some love to some of the writers out there who inspire/affect me on a daily basis in my thoughts of how I perceive film and constantly find themselves as Part of the Conversations I end up having with myself as well as others.

This week’s offering includes

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AGAINST EVALUATIVE CRITICISM: A PERSONAL MANIFESTO
by Jandy

“I’ve been contrasting weekly reviewing to in-depth criticism for years now, though I never really considered the evaluative angle before. My shorthand has always been that reviewing is for people who haven’t seen the film (“is this worth my money”), while criticism is for people who HAVE seen the film (“what does this mean”). I still hold that view, and I prefer reading criticism. I’d rather find out more about a film I’ve seen than hear opinions about one I haven’t. If I read about a film I haven’t seen, I want to hear about something I haven’t heard of and why I should watch it.”  Continue reading

Blindspot: The Great Dictator (1940)

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Two years ago I watched City Lights, my very first Charlie Chaplin film. There’s something about firsts that stay with us. No matter what we’re always seeking to replicate that feeling while at the same time always remembering the joy it brought us. It’s an impossible feat for anything to accomplish on it’s second or third attempts at hitting that very same experience again. So why is it I feel so bitter sweet about this one? Continue reading