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Best Ever Movie Ending

I've long thought that Lost in Translation had the all-time best ending to any film. That said, I just saw Call Me By Your Name and I may need to change my answer.

Without any context at all, below are both endings. Both are gutting.

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Paul Thomas Anderson Series

I'm not quite half-way through Open Culture's five-part, meticulously crafted series on Paul Thomas Anderson. Part 1 is below, the rest are here. Good stuff.

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My Top 100 Films: 2017 Edition

Eight years ago I sat down and scribbled out a list of my top 100 all-time films. Almost a decade later now, it feels time to update this list. Below is My Top 100 Films: 2017 Edition.

There were lots of changes this time around. Lots of new films, lots of previously included films moving up and down. Overall, the list below feels a lot more personal and self-indulgent -- which is a good thing. Looking back now, the 2009 Edition was a little too interested in impressing people with older films that I legitimately loved, but didn't LOVE love. In the 2017 Edition, I've tried to throw all of that out the window, and just focus on the films that mean the most to me, regardless of anything else. Some could argue there are some real stinkers on this list -- I am OK with that.

  1. The Insider (Mann, 1999)
  2. Kids (Clark, 1995)
  3. The Silence of the Lambs (Demme, 1991)
  4. Lost in Translation (Coppola, 2003)
  5. Crumb (Zwigoff, 1994)
  6. Sexy Beast (Glazer, 2000)
  7. The September Issue (Cutler, 2009)
  8. Magnolia (Anderson, 1999)
  9. There Will Be Blood (Anderson, 2007)
  10. A Single Man (Ford, 2009)
  11. Lovely & Amazing (Holofcener, 2001)
  12. Clueless (Heckerling, 1995)
  13. 2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick, 1968)
  14. Fight Club (Fincher, 1999)
  15. American Beauty (Mendes, 1999)
  16. Tiny Furniture (Dunham, 2010)
  17. Indie Game: The Movie (Swirsky, Pajot, 2012)
  18. Ghost World (Zwigoff, 2001)
  19. Bully (Clark, 2001)
  20. DiG! (Timoner, 2004)
  21. The Great Happiness Space (Clennell, 2006)
  22. I Heart Huckabees (Russell, 2004)
  23. The Dreamers (Bertolucci, 2003)
  24. Dazed and Confused (Linklater, 1993)
  25. Sabrina (Pollack, 1995)
  26. Tombstone (Cosmatos, 1993)
  27. Rounders (Dahl, 1998)
  28. Lorenzo's Oil (Miller, 1992)
  29. Object of My Affection (Hytner, 1998)
  30. Shame (McQueen, 2011)
  31. The 400 Blows (Truffaut, 1959)
  32. Wayne's World (Spheeris, 1992)
  33. Spirited Away (Miyazaki, 2001)
  34. Almost Famous (Crowe, 2000)
  35. Good Will Hunting (Van Sant, 1997)
  36. Hedwig and the Angry Inch (Mitchell, 2001)
  37. Donnie Darko (Kelly, 2001)
  38. Punch-Drunk Love (Anderson, 2002)
  39. Boogie Nights (Anderson, 1997)
  40. Capturing the Friedmans (Jarecki, 2003)
  41. The Squid and the Whale (Baumbach, 2005)
  42. Artificial Intelligence: AI (Spielberg, 2001)
  43. (Noujaim/Hegedus, 2001)
  44. Igby Goes Down (Steers, 2002)
  45. Rachel Getting Married (Demme, 2008)
  46. Z Channel: A Magnificent Obsession (Cassavetes, 2004)
  47. A Serious Man (Coen, Coen, 2009)
  48. Adventureland (Mottola, 2009)
  49. Beats Rhymes & Life: The Travels Of A Tribe Called Quest (Rapaport, 2011)
  50. Bill Cunningham New York (Press, 2011)
  51. Jiro Dreams of Sushi (Gelb, 2011)
  52. The Paradise Lost Trilogy (Berlinger, Sinofsky, 1996, 2000, 2011)
  53. Superbad (Mottola, 2007)
  54. Dont Look Back (Pennebaker, 1967)
  55. Casino (Scorsese, 1995)
  56. Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room (Gibney, 2005)
  57. Se7en (Fincher, 1995)
  58. Auto Focus (Schrader, 2002)
  59. Being John Malkovich (Jonze, 1999)
  60. Romeo + Juliet (Luhrman, 1996)
  61. Moulin Rouge! (Luhrman, 2001)
  62. Exit Through the Gift Shop (Banksy, 2010)
  63. He Got Game (Lee, 1998)
  64. One Hundred and One Dalmatians (Geronimi/Luske/Reitherman, 1961)
  65. Wonder Boys (Hanson, 2000)
  66. Manhattan (Allen, 1979)
  67. A Clockwork Orange (Kubrick, 1971)
  68. Once Upon a Time in America (Leone, 1984)
  69. Jackie Brown (Tarantino, 1997)
  70. Lolita (Kubrick, 1962)
  71. Point Break (Bigelow, 1991)
  72. Eyes Wide Shut (Kubrick, 1999)
  73. The Cell (Tarsem, 2000)
  74. The Exorcist (Friedkin, 1973)
  75. Boiler Room (Younger, 2000)
  76. The Royal Tenenbaums (Anderson, 2001)
  77. My Father the Hero (Miner, 1994)
  78. One Fine Day (Hoffman, 1996)
  79. The Craft (Fleming, 1996)
  80. Father of the Bride (Shyer, 1991)
  81. Bye Bye, Love (Weisman, 1995)
  82. Cruel Intentions (Kumble, 1999)
  83. South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut (Parker, 1999)
  84. Top Gun (Scott, 1986)
  85. Empire Records (Moyle, 1995)
  86. Fear (Foley, 1996)
  87. Bend it Like Beckham (Chadha, 2002)
  88. True Lies (Cameron, 1994)
  89. The Blair Witch Project (Myrick/Sanchez, 1999)
  90. Who Framed Roger Rabbit? (Zemeckis, 1988)
  91. Friday (Gray, 1995)
  92. 24 Hour Party People (Winterbottom, 2002)
  93. The Shining (Kubrick, 1980)
  94. Natural Born Killers (Stone, 1994)
  95. Gosford Park (Altman, 2001)
  96. Pulp Fiction (Tarantino, 1994)
  97. Inglourious Basterds (Tarantino, 2009)
  98. Zodiac (Fincher, 2007)
  99. Vicky Cristina Barcelona (Allen, 2008)
  100. Mallrats (Smith, 1995)
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9 Songs

My interpretation of Michael Winterbottom's impressive film "9 Songs" (2004) is that he is attempting to show -- really show, via actors who have actual graphic sex on screen -- the humanity of sex; its importance to being young, beautiful and in love.

Instead of eloquent dialogue to profess their love for each other, Winterbottom uses sex. They say virtually nothing of importance. They don't need to. Their bodies say everything. They have a deep connection, one that can't be verbalized or even understood. And what I found overwhelmingly refreshing was that Winterbottom was brave enough to let the sex and the music (the film features nine concerts) say everything needed. For me, it was enough. It's an ambitiously abstract and complex attempt on his part.

I'm currently taking a course on classical liberalism. During one session we talked about how naming something, categorizing and defining it, is an act of violence. You do violence to something when you try to understand it and make it concrete. Winterbottom understands this perfectly. The sex is just sex, but it also speaks to so much about these characters relationship, who they are, what it means to be human, and so on.

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Lost in Translation

There's only so much we can do with words, and sophomore director Sofia Coppola understands this above all.

In her brilliantly and gently crafted "Lost in Translation" (2003), she entrusts only her character's eyes with the responsibility of communicating themselves to the audience: their complexity; their inner anguish; their utter confusion; their growing apathy. Coppola understands the maximum potential in minimalist storytelling. She understands how cheap, manipulated and abused some of us feel with cookie-cutter solutions and emotionally (and logically) inadequate endings. Most importantly though, Coppola understands that, more often than not, there is no solution to our problems, no plug for our gaping holes -- and thazt's ok.

"Does it get any easier?" asks Charlotte (Scarlett Johansson). "No." replies Bob (Bill Murrary). "Lost" is the movie that cuts you down to your emotional quick; locking you in deep with Charlotte and Bob from the very beginning and never letting you go. It exposes the cosmetic surface upon which so many of us are forced to operate and it introduces us to two people that sympathize with our feelings of emptiness and confusion. It's wonderful.

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The best films revolve around the most interesting people. Of all the films I've seen, none allow me to spend time with a more fascinating person than Robert Crumb, a comic book artist, "the Brueghel of the last half of the 20th century" says one art critic in the film. His drawings are like nothing you've ever seen: crazy, sadistic, perverted, and, above all, wildly offensive. But no matter who you are and how much your stomach turns when you see them, you can't look away, can't deny that they are impossibly special.

Most people this talented are either terribly introverted--and as a result horrible subjects for a film--or completely uninterested in letting a documentary film crew follow them around. But sometimes the stars align and out comes a film like this. The story goes that Terry Zwigoff, the film's director and Crumb's close friend, was depressed and defeated in the mid-1980s. Legend has it that Zwigoff made Crumb agree to the film by threatening to shoot himself. Of course, in this case, as in many cases, legend isn't actually true (this turned out to be a rumor accidentally started by Roger Ebert). But, as Tony Wilson says in the fabulous "24 Hour Party People," "Given the truth or the legend, always print the legend," so this is the way I like to think the film came about.

The documentary mostly involves Crumb chatting about his work and his life and spending time with his family, friends, and fans. And while that doesn't sound especially riveting, it is. The parts of the film I enjoy the most are those with Crumnb's two brothers, Charles and Max.

Charles is a forty something recluse who hasn't done much else with his life than ingest heavy doses of antidepressants and read upstairs in his mother's house surrounded by cats. It's clear from the very first moment we meet him that Charles is fiercely intelligent and terribly broken. He knows it to. Charles talks to the camera about wanting to bludgeon Robert over the head when they were children out of jealousy. Robert finds this amusing and laughs in the corner of the room as the camera pans over to get his reaction. The two have a strange bond. We learn that Charles got Robert, and the rest of the family, interested in comics. In fact, he demanded they dedicate their lives to little else when they were children; they even ran a makeshift publishing company. But as cute as this sounds, a bunch of kids writing comics, it's clear that it was anything but. Charles had an unhealthy obsession with, among other odd things, comics, and he demanded perfection, especially from Robert who admits that he still seeks Charles' approval. After meeting Charles, we get the distinct impression that something terrible happened to him and his brothers when they were children. Maybe it wasn't one specific event, but a series of events. Robert found a way to deal with it, which explains his work. Charles didn't, which explains his life or lack thereof. We never find out exactly what was so horrible about their up bringing, though it's clear their father had something to do with it.

Next we met Max Crumb, who only confirms our suspicion of terrible childhood experiences. Max looks a little younger than Robert and is just a step above homeless, living in what looks to be a one bedroom apartment where he sits on beds of nails and passes pieces of fabric through his intestines by swallowing them whole. While Charles is broken and defeated, Max is upbeat and psychotic. He tells distributing stories of his inability to control himself around women in public and shows us his artwork which, while clearly not without merit, looks like something that came out of a physc ward.

The more we understand about Robert's past and his family, the more interesting his work becomes. Once you get the full picture, Robert's work takes on a third dimension, as it becomes clear that he isn't just someone trying to get attention by drawing distributing pictures. Rather, you can see that the work is genuine and therapeutic, that it is self-medication. We rarely see Robert sitting without a pen and pad in front of him, scribbling away. He doesn't appear to have much control over what comes out. He's a conduit.

Yet, his work isn't purely cathartic. It also argues a specific worldview, which sees modern humanity as utterly sick and evil. His wife, who shares a similar vantage point, tells the camera of a time she visited a friend and watched in awe as the woman's fat pre-teen son sat in a giant football-helmet-shaped chair mesmerized by a video game in front of him. This is how Robert sees the world, especially Americans -- as people who lack any sense of "intellectual curiosity."

You leave the film with a dark and haunting feeling that's hard to understand. It's like everyone in the film knows some terrible secret that explains everything: where Robert's talent and work comes from and why the Crumb's are so destroyed. But revealing the secret, or even confirming that one exists, is absurd and not the point. The point is to get by, by sitting on nails, swallowing selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors, and drawing women without heads. And sure, it leaves the audience rather hollow and frustrated to never get the answer, but it makes for a perplexing and ominous film that sticks with you for days. As Robert would say, "How perfectly god damned delightful it all is, to be sure."

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My Top 100 Films: 2009 Edition

Psst! I now have a 2017 edition of this list.

Every serious film nerd has taken the time to compile a top hundred list. So, here's mine. I'm calling it the "2009 Edition" because I'd like to do this once every five years or so, and see how it changes.

For what it's worth, I'm generally uncomfortable with listing any film as being in my top 100 if (a) I've seen it less than three times, and/or (b) it was released in the last three years. With regard to (b), I've made a few exceptions, but I moved them pretty far down on the list. Point being: I feel like a film has to age some before you can really decide how much you like it. Also, keep in mind that I'm not arguing these are the best 100 films ever made, but that these are the 100 films I love the most.

  1. 2001: A Space Odyssey (Kubrick, 1968)
  2. The Insider (Mann, 1999)
  3. Kids (Clark, 1995)
  4. The Silence of the Lambs (Demme, 1991)
  5. Crumb (Zwigoff, 1994)
  6. Lost in Translation (Coppola, 2003)
  7. Sexy Beast (Glazer, 2000)
  8. Manhattan (Allen, 1979)
  9. Once Upon a Time in America (Leone, 1984)
  10. Lovely & Amazing (Holofcener, 2001)
  11. A Clockwork Orange (Kubrick, 1971)
  12. Magnolia (Anderson, 1999)
  13. Fight Club (Fincher, 1999)
  14. American Beauty (Mendes, 1999)
  15. Punch-Drunk Love (Anderson, 2002)
  16. Ghost World (Zwigoff, 2001)
  17. Bully (Clark, 2001)
  18. DiG! (Timoner, 2004)
  19. Spirited Away (Miyazaki, 2001)
  20. The 400 Blows (Truffaut, 1959)
  21. I Heart Huckabees (Russell, 2004)
  22. Jackie Brown (Tarantino, 1997)
  23. The Exorcist (Friedkin, 1973)
  24. The Dreamers (Bertolucci, 2003)
  25. To Kill a Mockingbird (Mulligan, 1962)
  26. Dazed and Confused (Linklater, 1993)
  27. Clueless (Heckerling, 1995)
  28. Capturing the Friedmans (Jarecki, 2003)
  29. Hedwig and the Angry Inch (Mitchell, 2001)
  30. Sabrina (Pollack, 1995)
  31. Kill Bill: Volume 1 (Tarantino, 2003)
  32. Kill Bill: Volume 2 (Tarantino, 2004)
  33. Singin' in the Rain (Donen, 1952)
  34. South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut (Parker, 1999)
  35. Being John Malkovich (Jonze, 1999)
  36. The Cell (Tarsem, 2000)
  37. Donnie Darko (Kelly, 2001)
  38. Natural Born Killers (Stone, 1994)
  39. 24 Hour Party People (Winterbottom, 2002)
  40. Tombstone (Cosmatos, 1993)
  41. Rounders (Dahl, 1998)
  42. Casino (Scorsese, 1995)
  43. Good Will Hunting (Van Sant, 1997)
  44. The Royal Tenenbaums (Anderson, 2001)
  45. Almost Famous (Crowe, 2000)
  46. The Asphalt Jungle (Huston, 1950)
  47. Psycho (Hitchcock, 1960)
  48. American History X (Kaye, 1998)
  49. Eyes Wide Shut (Kubrick, 1999)
  50. Boogie Nights (Anderson, 1997)
  51. Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room (Gibney, 2005)
  52. Se7en (Fincher, 1995)
  53. (Noujaim/Hegedus, 2001)
  54. There Will Be Blood (Anderson, 2007)
  55. Auto Focus (Schrader, 2002)
  56. Sex, Lies and Videotape (Soderbergh, 1989)
  57. Wayne's World (Spheeris, 1992)
  58. Badlands (Malick, 1973)
  59. Barry Lyndon (Kubrick, 1975)
  60. Wonder Boys (Hanson, 2000)
  61. The Squid and the Whale (Baumbach, 2005)
  62. The Blair Witch Project (Myrick/Sanchez, 1999)
  63. Lorenzo's Oil (Miller, 1992)
  64. Triplets of Belleville (Chomet, 2003)
  65. Traffic (Soderbergh, 2000)
  66. Lolita (Kubrick, 1962)
  67. Point Break (Bigelow, 1991)
  68. True Lies (Cameron, 1994)
  69. Romeo + Juliet (Luhrman, 1996)
  70. Welcome to the Dollhouse (Solondz, 1995)
  71. The Shining (Kubrick, 1980)
  72. One Hundred and One Dalmatians (Geronimi/Luske/Reitherman, 1961)
  73. Fear (Foley, 1996)
  74. Igby Goes Down (Steers, 2002)
  75. Bend it Like Beckham (Chadha, 2002)
  76. Gosford Park (Altman, 2001)
  77. The Game (Fincher, 1997)
  78. Z Channel: A Magnificent Obsession (Cassavetes, 2004)
  79. Pulp Fiction (Tarantino, 1994)
  80. Boiler Room (Younger, 2000)
  81. Moulin Rouge! (Luhrman, 2001)
  82. Object of My Affection (Hytner, 1998)
  83. Who Framed Roger Rabbit? (Zemeckis, 1988)
  84. Top Gun (Scott, 1986)
  85. Annie Hall (Allen, 1977)
  86. Rebel Without a Cause (Ray, 1955)
  87. Empire Records (Moyle, 1995)
  88. Eagle vs Shark (Cohen, 2007)
  89. Comedian (Charles, 2002)
  90. Ali: Fear Eats the Soul (Fassbinder, 1974)
  91. Full Frontal (Soderbergh, 2002)
  92. The Kid Stays in the Picture (Burstein/Morgen, 2002)
  93. Friday (Gray, 1995)
  94. The Original Kings of Comedy (Lee, 2000)
  95. The Basketball Diaries (Kalvert, 1995)
  96. Rachel Getting Married (Demme, 2008)
  97. Superbad (Mottola, 2007)
  98. Not Another Teen Movie (Gallen, 2001)
  99. Spellbound (Blitz, 2002)
  100. The Good Girl (Arteta, 2002)
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In one of the opening scenes of DiG!", (2004) Matt Hollywood screams at Anton Newcombe, "In every spiritual tradition, you burn in hell for pretending to be God and not being able to back it up!" If there was a thesis statement for "DiG!," then Hollywood has hit the nail on the head.

"DiG!" is a documentary that was nine years in the making about two American bands you may very well have never heard of: the Brian Jonestown Massacre (BJM) and the Dandy Warhols (The Dandies). In the mid-1990's, both bands were, unlike most others, playing music that didn't sound like Pearl Jam or Nirvana. They were each doing something different, and even though they didn't sound remotely like one another, they enjoyed each others company and admired each others work. They were friends and they had big naive plans of starting a musical revolution. Early in the film, Anton Newcombe, the lead singer of the BJM and the film's crazed star for the most part, stares into the camera and exclaims, "I'm here to destroy this fucked up system. I will do it. That's why I got the job. I said let it be me; I said use my hands. I will use our strength. Let's fuckin' burn it to the ground."

The film is full of these fabulous quotes from Newcombe, who is hell bent on making ground-breaking music and destroying everyone who gets in his way. Problem is: Anton is the person who most often gets in Anton's way, so he spends most of his life destroying himself. Anton seems to be split right down the middle: he wants to become a commercial success while at the same time despising the thought; he understands he needs band mates to play the other instruments but would much prefer if he could do it all himself; he wants to change music forever but wants nothing to do with the American music scene. And so, most of the film is about Anton running in circles and beating the shit out of himself. He fights endlessly with everyone in his life, often on stage during performances. In one scene, Anton picks a fight with his band mates during a gig at the Viper Room, in front of an audience of record executives from Elektra who are ready to sign him. He fights with his fans who aren't quiet or respectful enough during his performances. He fights with his producers for not having the patience to do punch-in after punch-in late into the night. He fights and fights and fights and, at the end of the day, he's left with nothing but his self-produced and distributed albums that only a handful of people ever hear and all agree are nothing short of brilliant.

The Dandies, on the other hand, refer to themselves as the "most adjusted band in America." They sign a deal with Capitol Records and soon become a hit in Europe and eventually America. They understand what it takes to deal with record executives and inner band squabbles and, as their careers take off, they watch in awe as the BJM set themselves on fire again and again. As the film rolls on, the two bands pull further and further apart, so much so that, by the end, it almost feels like a scripted drama about the "right" and "wrong" ways to start and run a rock band.

Going into the movie I had never heard of either band, nor the director (Ondi Timoner), and I recognized hardly any single person involved (aside from David LaChapelle or Harry Dean Stanton, both of whom make brief cameos). It's not one of those documentaries where you have to know or care about the band beforehand to enjoy the ride (like "loudQUIETloud: A Film about the Pixes" or "I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: A Film About Wilco."). The film is more about being young and talented and crazy in America in the late 20th century, and it captures the essence of this brilliantly. For The Dandies, it's about watching a smart band go from nothing to something. For the BJM, it's about watching a talented group of musicians run into brick walls, proving it's not all about sheer talent.

By the time the credits rolled, I found myself almost numb with awe at how crazy Anton really was. You hear stories of crazy artists, but seeing it with your own eyes is something entirely different. It makes you realize that there really are people who live on earth but not in reality, people that are brilliant at a single thing and hopelessly terrible at everything else. And as sad as that is, it sure makes for a great documentary.

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Jackie Brown

Jackie Brown" (1997) is the red-headed step child on Tarantino's resume. He made the world his oyster with "Pulp Fiction" and chose to follow it up with a small and obscure homage to 70's blaxploitation films. It's unlike anything else Tarantino has done. It's subtle, subdued even. It's the most character-driven of his films. And it's wonderfully self-indulgent.

Before "Jackie Brown," few people remembered Pam Grier and Robert Forester (the film's two stars). No one wanted to see a modern day blaxploitation film. And no one wanted to see Robert Deniro play a dull, lifeless schlub. No one but Tarantino, that is. And he made it all so cool, so stylized and sexy, that everyone wondered why no one had done this all before.

I love the ultra-violence in Tarantino's other films, and I love how over-the-top dramatic they are. But I feel closer to this film than his others, because he doesn't use either of these techniques. The film is his own personal love letter to a very specific type of movies and actors he adored growing up. You leave the film in awe at how well he mimics, yet at the same time modernizes, the blaxploitation genre.

As far as I'm concerned, a great director doesn't need a plot. What is happening matters so much less than how it's happening, because storytelling is all about the skill and style of the storyteller. And not since Stanley Kubrick or Francois Traffaut has anyone understood that better than Quentin Tarintino.

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"Contempt" (1963) is a movie that has lots to say, but very little interest in communication. It's like an angry child who could get what he wants if he agrees to stop pouting and talk it out. The film is pure arrogance and, well, contempt. For what? Hollywood, Americana, film dogma, storytelling, authority, and anything else you've got to offer.

It's not easy to enjoy, though it has its moments. The second act, during which the film's couple argue in their apartment, is pretty fascinating. The camerawork during this 30-minute scene is interesting enough on its own, but the dialog is what stands out. The seemingly happy couple are suddenly headed straight for divorce, and we're never really told why, though we have a few hints to go on. The way Godard's actors play the scene is wonderful, with a perfect degree of subtly and artificial detachment. The rest of the film is mostly unengaging and confusing. We're never sure what it is Godard is trying to say, if anything. Acts one and three of the film feel aimless, yet always on the verge of something special. Funny enough, I think Godard would agree with me on these points.

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"Breathless" (1960) is completely uninterested in impressing its audience. It is the epitome of self-indulgence, of self-obsession, of even solipsism. And the exact same things can be said of the characters. No one listens to anyone else, only to themselves. Michel at one point acknowledges this, saying, "When we talked, I talked about me, you talked about you, when we should have talked about each other." It reminds me of the Kurt Cobain lyric, "I don't care what you think unless it is about me." Appropriately, the name of that song is "Drain You," and that's exactly what the characters in this film do to each other.

The dialog is fascinating. No one talks to communicate anything. No one shares information we need to understand the story. It's best described as stream of consciousness blabber, ripe with non sequiturs. But, unlike a Tarantino film, you don't get the impression the dialog is meant to impress us with its sheer aimlessness. It's just completely authentic and honest, and uninterested in serving a purpose. And that's what is so fascinating about this film: how real these people are in front of us, how they just exist. You certainly feel like a fly on the wall, especially in Patricia's bedroom, listening to a naive young couple interact.

The film's tone and structure is just as scatterbrained. One minute it's a genre film about a killer on the run (complete with the appropriate score) and the next it's a character study about young lovers. It's genre fusion, without trying to be.

Bottom-line: It reminds you that the world in which a film exists doesn't have to be separate than the real world. That fascinating fiction can still live and breathe in reality. It's 90 minutes of hanging out with fascinating and beautiful people, with a filmmaker who demands that you meet him on his terms, with a tone and structure that is utterly unique and perfectly rough. I loved it.

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Once Upon a Time... in Hollywood

I watched it. Don't get me wrong -- I loved every minute and I'll re-watch it many times. 

On the other hand, I think it stops short of being a really special film. I think I'm saying that because of the ending. It just feels like you only get to use the revisionst history device once, and I think this is the third time now that Tarantino has used it. I loved the device in Inglourious Basterds, but seeing it again here feels... Cheap? Tired? Obvious? It's such a clever and cool idea that it just feels...not-quite-right to keep using it.

Meh, whatever. I'm already kinda excited to watch this movie over again.

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America's #1 Film

The top film in the country this week made just under $26k, was shot in Zoom with no budget, and was "directed" by two dudes with no prior feature films to their name.

Last week, Eric and I bought out a theater in Westhampton Beach and screened to an empty audience," he said. "The next day, it was the number one box office movie in America..."
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The Booksellers

What's my favorite film genre? Documentaries about sub-cultures. Hands down.

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Coppola Talks about His Career Defining Films

"What we consider real art is a movie that does not have a safety net."

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Marcel The Shell With Shoes On

This is surely too precious and charming to make it as a full-length feature film, but... Marcel, I'm rooting for you!

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It feels weird to say that... I think I found a Michael Bay movie that kinda looks great.

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