|West Indies: The Fugitive Slaves of Liberty
|In the Mood for Love
|Wong Kar Wai
|2001: A Space Odyssey
|Do the Right Thing
|Killer of Sheep
West Indies: The Fugitive Slaves of Liberty
Cinema as action, a vital masterpiece of verve and invention.
Scorsese and Schrader, lithe and lethal, a nihilistic symphony for the city of dreams.
Claire cuts deep – a truly sensorial cinema. The film lunges off the screen at you. You can taste this one. You smell it. It overwhelms.
In the Mood for Love
Movement and stasis as theme and aesthetic, tension and release. His greatest greatness.
An uncompromising masterwork. Humbling.
Cinema is just past its 125th year. So young. Miklós Jancsó's contained epic of desperate glances and oppressive light is a nearly silent film that harnesses movement and silhouette to build form as thematic impact. There remains so much to be seen.
2001: A Space Odyssey
Me upon first seeing this: "I guess... a film CAN be about everything."
Not a wasted frame. Not a single damn one.
Do the Right Thing
The William Shakespeare of Bed-Stuy's most devastating tragicomedy. For many of us, Spike IS the canon. Cinema is incomplete without him.
Killer of Sheep
Charles' contribution to cinema – to a very particular cinema – has for too long gone understated. A monumental work.
This was impossible.
But damn if it wasn't fun.