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Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2023 9:25 pm
by domino harvey
Mascarade is a step backwards for Nicolas Bedos, with no real filmmaking skill or charm to coast it as far as his other features. No “You Tried” sticker this time, only a quiet shake of the head as one gets out the red marker for what is far and away his worst film. This is basically a (surprisingly) straight-faced noir lite ripoff of Salvadori’s Hors de prix with a lame Wild Things-esque upending final five minutes that is nowhere near as interesting as Bedos thinks it is. And that is all there is of interest to say about a movie so simultaneously overstuffed and empty
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2023 7:16 pm
by therewillbeblus
Palm Trees and Power Lines: Jamie Dack's unflinching portrait of a vulnerable teen being groomed by an older man goes to some unbearably uncomfortable places, but remains admirable for focusing primarily on Lily McInerny's complex characterization, never patronizing her with objective didacticism. Rather, Dack takes the long and humanistic route of dropping breadcrumbs of curiosity and validation, to get us to understand why McInerny's at-risk youth would gravitate towards Jonathan Tucker's predator, despite her being parentified with a degree of maturity and clearly demonstrating emotional intelligence. We are graced with plenty of distance from the romanticized aura to an ominous recognition of red flags that gesture where this is going - albeit these are often still from McInerny's POV. She's not completely clueless, but Dack knows that we get drunk on relationships, and that parts of us have ingrained attachment needs aching to be met, and that often supersede cognitive parts' self-preservation when emotion is involved in youth. The ending is provocative and honest, and I'm grateful the film ended there - not for any perceived tragedies but because it affirms the rich humanity of McInerny and girls like her through the choices they make without condescension. I'll never watch this film again, but I will watch anything McInerny stars in moving forward, because she's a revelation. And apparently that means I've agreed to watch a Bonjour Tristesse remake from a first-time director...
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2023 4:24 am
by therewillbeblus
Marcel the Shell with Shoes On: I had no idea what this was gonna be going in, but I probably would've adjusted my expectations if I knew it would be a self-reflexive mockumentary on relationships, community, loss, the existential potential of small courageous action, etc. I love all those topics when they're engaged with wit and an artistic sensibility for economic flow, but the format's deadpan tone and the filmmaker's awkward timing do them no favors. As an active "sheller" (beach shell collector) and general acolyte of all things "cute," my girlfriend loved it and playfully gave me shit for not having a heart - but after a rough opening fifteen-or-so minutes of dead-on-delivery jokes and half-measured concepts cyclically petering out, I was really rooting for this to at least wind up as an interesting failure. It is resonant in some ways, but the whole doc-approach undercuts a lot of the power of both humorous and solemn moments. I’m openly quite critical towards documentaries, and I think this film engages in a lot of the worst aspects of documentary filmmaking (i.e. sentimentality; using the medium as an ostensibly deep but actually a shallow form of self-exploration) but without self-consciousness to those trappings.
I found it theoretically interesting that this character and series was created by a romantic duo when in the early stages of their relationship and then marriage, and here revitalized post-divorce, considering the meta-commentary going on by this narrative's darker and more emotionally-vulnerable side... Though in the end I doubt there's as much collaborative therapy going on as I hoped, and probably more of a coercive therapeutic mission by Camp given where it goes. And its birth was likely just A24 execs offering a career-defining opportunity Camp needed and Slate couldn't turn down in good conscience. I dunno, I thought this had a lot of prospect during various waves of its journey, but it just goes on and on with its Existentialism 101/Documentary Filmmaking 101/Uncle John's Bathroom Reader Humor hybrid model and blows out the sockets of whatever light turns on almost as soon as it seems to be working. I don't know anyone else who didn't at least like this though, so maybe it's a masterwork and I'm just crazy
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2023 9:29 am
by Soy Cuba
The Woodcutter Story is a rather odd film. Director / writer Mikko Myllylahti tells the tale of father Pepe living in a small Finnish town – who keeps experiencing awful things. Job losses, houses burning down, parents passing away. Yet Pepe remains unfathomably stoic and determined to carry on. The cinematography is beautiful at times, with greens and reds contrasting with the Finnish snow, but at others the film is a little disappointing.
The film is quite ethereal and quiet. Lack of dialogue and slow scenes require attention. It’s either a really profound meditation on the meaning of life and why these things are sent to try us, or it’s a little bit of a messy, lacklustre arthouse black comedy drama with too many sparse, odd sub plots. Perhaps it sits somewhere in between.
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2023 7:44 am
by barryconvex
A Love Song
I just finished rewatching this and feel like I underestimated it the first time through. As much as I liked it I still more or less thought it was a nice little movie with a killer soundtrack but it's really a beautifully handled meditation on grief, love and commitment with subtle performances by two great actors. It has enough uplift to avoid cheap sentimentality and enough depth of characterization to get around bogging itself down in turgid observations of two older lonely souls. I have little desire to spend more time watching broken people being miserable. I just don't gravitate towards that kind of thing but any such preconceived notions faded quickly - the characters here have real blood in their veins. Dickey's has seemingly whittled her life down to the barest essentials - coffee, the crawdads she catches in the lake, a can of beer with dinner, a good transistor radio, an Audobon society guide book, a book of basic astronomy and a pair of binoculars. Everything in the film comes back to her face which I've already gushed about but bears repeating, it really is remarkable and portrays a mirror image of the landscape surrounding her with its deep quietude and hard earned beauty. More importantly it's still capable of sustaining life despite the years, the neglect and the isolation. At one point Studi asks her to pose for a picture. She's self conscious and uncomfortable and when she objects he tries reassuring her with "I think you're pretty". If I have one complaint it's in her lacking response which would've been a perfect spot for a short monologue about how she has long since evolved past being merely "pretty". Studi's character could've used another scene or two to put some extra meat on its bones but the stripped down approach does serve a purpose, he's a shell of a man who's very much chemically dependent on his own grief. His time with Dickey plays like an attempt at sobriety and when the realization of life without his crutch settles in the weight of it all uneases him to the point of retreat. After this point I give credit to director Walker-Silverman, instead of a potentially mawkish turn he gives Dickey the film's other great scene, her hike through the park and up to the top of the hill where she observes the constellations ("It looks like one star but it's really two") and has her well earned moment of renewed self assurance.
One last thing - in my first write up I mistakenly thought that during their rendition of the Hurley song Dickey and Studi added their own emphasis on the final syllable of the word misery. The emphasis is there but is actually on the first syllable. It's still a brilliant touch and the scene is still overflowing with the power of song.
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Tue Oct 29, 2024 3:50 pm
by thirtyframesasecond
therewillbeblus wrote: Tue Oct 25, 2022 1:10 am
After the barely-competent
Booksmart, it was mildly heartening to find Wilde's technical skills as a director to be the best aspect of
Don't Worry Darling. More expectedly is that Pugh does a fine job with the scraps she's given to emote off of, but the material sucks. It's a lot like the latest season of
Black Mirror in its unnecessarily earnest and extended milking of winking, unidimensional ideas, here exemplifying Gaslighting 101. Everything is just so overstated and superficial in its topical grazings that any actual relatability to the vulnerable core of emotional abuse is blocked by the armor of the high concept. I also can't help but feel like Wilde's interest in the script is simultaneously serving as a vanity project to pander to a zeitgeist she feels a part of, and repurpose another's work to tell Her Story regarding personalized trauma from her divorce with Sudeikis. He implicitly aired his own struggles regarding their separation and shared child custody in the first season of
Ted Lasso, with more care and less pointedly manipulative or obvious grievances (not that he doesn't have them... serving custody papers at a public ceremony isn't subtle, which may count for more than subtlety in Art!) but maybe this isn't a one-upsman-show, or a profession to be seen. Maybe content this reactive, on-the-nose yet vapid, just feels that way at its baseline.
Anyways, speculative reflexiveness aside, Wilde's film falls apart on itself in its last act in so many ways I couldn't keep count. In what should be the dramatic crescendo (and could certainly double as an opportunity for ego-feeding, given Wilde's own maneuvering into center-stage participation in it), I don't even know what her own character's disclosure means for the intended thematic payoff. The film can't figure out what it wants to say about the most interesting questions embedded in the psychological dilemmas presented by Wilde's self-casted spotlight moment: on the value in objective vs subjective reality, and weighing the importance of emotional vs philosophical drives; i.e. prioritizing selfish individual needs for erasing pain and achieving emotional security, or overriding these consolations in favor of a rational utilitarian position, both of which can be inclusive of empathy. Or what this dilemma -to latch onto tangible holds that can alleviate fear-based dysphoria with momentary doses of delusion, or to patronize those harmfully solipsistic Me and Mine attitude-adopters with democratic rage about the greater good- has to say about not only our current sociopolitical climate, but the inherent traits a person has within them to exert the more comfortable act for their personality, rather than moralizing the action divorced from the person's nature and default conditioning. Or what the ultimate reveal says about the timeless pressure of gender roles on both sides of fence, perhaps encouraging a split focus of compassionately lending perspective to consider who is providing for who, and how those expectations serve, isolate, and oppress both principals in a set.
There's a wealth of text begging to be unpacked at least a little bit, with all the blatant signifiers on the page and visualized with heated passion being regurgitated into voids, but Wilde doesn't explore anything here. She plays things frustratingly safe, and the film is insulting for it. Also, yes Harry Styles is awful and doesn't sell what he needs to sell, but the character is so underwritten that I had a difficult time picturing Shia LaBeouf in the part. I think he could've potentially done some nifty things in the role, especially in the last act, but it would've been a completely different movie - a raw, messy one, and probably something very different than what Wilde is comfortable doing, i.e. risking a few cents to see the flop on a decent hand. I'm not surprised at all that Shia had other ideas and was interested in creating some perverse dynamics on set to turn this into... something (anything?) but the most exciting takeaway from
Don't Worry Darling is musing on what those ideas actually were, and how the film could've been bettered had his collaboration been welcomed and informed script changes, to literally any degree
Now that Don't Worry Darling is on Amazon Prime, I watched this today. It wasn't as terrible as the critics suggested, but neither was it particularly groundbreaking. The production issues allow for a bit of viewer rubbernecking, but I'd put this down as an 'interesting failure'. Florence Pugh is great and she seldom underperforms anyway. I also don't see Shia LaBeouf in this role anymore than Harry Styles was - I can't think of anyone off the top of my head who could play a twentysomething dweeb turned incel (I don't really remember Styles in Dunkirk - it was a small role, I think, but it's not like he can't act). As relevant as some of the themes are about male fragility, it's kind of been done already, so it's just an update of the usual reference points (The Stepford Wives, Seconds, etc.) Still, I found it a pretty enjoyable film in itself.
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2024 6:38 pm
by Yakushima
I just caught up with Jean-Pierre Jeunet's
Bigbug (2022) made for Netflix, and it was an unexpected delight! This can be described as a cozy futuristic horror comedy about an AI uprising.

Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2026 8:01 am
by Matt
The film I never thought I would actually be able to see,
The People's Joker, is
now on Tubi.
Re: The Films of 2022
Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2026 5:06 pm
by Jean-Luc Garbo
Matt wrote: Thu Jan 22, 2026 8:01 am
The film I never thought I would actually be able to see,
The People's Joker, is
now on Tubi.
I still can't believe I ever saw this in a theater. Total fever dream. The blu-ray has some great extras too! There was also a merch drop but unfortunately all the Smylex mom caps sold out.