Olivier Assayas
2004
Wow.
So good.
That scene? With the car, and the flare.
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Spike Lee
1989
I really liked it; he didn't really make anyone the hero. Except Turturro is totally the villain.
And Ossie Davis is pretty freaking noble.
It was kind of frustrating unwilling to take a stand. Oh, Spike.
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Pedro Almodóvar
1999
This was really really good. It was weird because it's about women and it's all "Mothers are so great and motherly," but it didn't do a total madonna-whore thing.
And it was all gorgeous.
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Chris Marker
1983
So great. I always want to see it again.
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Mathieu Kassovitz
1995
Wow.
This is a really hard hard movie about inner-city kids in Paris. It's like, the anti-400 Blows.
I can't believe Nino Quincampoix directed it.
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Pedro Almodóvar
2004
I loved the crap out of this movie. It was self-referential. And it had a movie within a movie.
It was gorgeous. And vibrant. And convincingly 80s.
And it had a little Spanish boy singing "Moon River" to a lustful priest.*
And Gael Garcia Bernal.
*Man, I can just imagine the google results for that one.
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Fenton Bailey
Randy Barbato
2005
I know I already blogged about this, but Helen Gurley-Brown says semen's good for your face because it's made of babies! MADE OF BABIES!
This was also interesting, as well as hilarious. I promise.
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Billy Wilder
1944
This is one my favourite movies of all time.
I get all sappy when I start writing about it. I'll spare you.
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The Postman Always Rings Twice
Tay Garnett
1946
This was really bixarre for me somehow. I was expecting something much harder-edged. This is interesting to me, the way it ends, with the priest, etc.
It was good though. All the Lana Turner stuff is iconic. I love that she always wears nothing but white, except in that scene where she's all in black because she's in mourning.
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Billy Wilder
1960
I had forgotten how fantastic this was. It was kind of a bizarre choice for a Valentine's Week screening.
I love how the people feel kind of real.
The moment when he's packing up and he finds the gun, which confirms his story of a suicide attempt? Genius.
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