Showing posts with label tilda swinton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tilda swinton. Show all posts

Sunday, 31 December 2023

The Killer (2023) - Movie Review

A new David Fincher film coming out is always cause for celebration. A new David Fincher film coming out after he scored another career highlight with Mank, more so. A new David Fincher film coming out with reuniting with writer Andrew Kevin Walker, the scribe behind his breakthrough work Se7en (and script doctor on his other crowning work Fight Club), even more so than that. Sure, I can’t say I was expecting this to entirely reach those same heights, but as someone who holds both creatives in such high esteem, I was definitely curious to see what a new team-up between them would look like. And in a lot of ways, it’s business as usual for the both of them, and in just as many, there’s something different going on here.

Monday, 19 December 2022

Guillermo Del Toro's Pinocchio (2022) - Movie Review


My original intention with making today a Pinocchio double feature was that I would look at a film I was fairly certain wouldn’t work out (and then it did, at least in my opinion) with the Zemeckis version, and then I’d look at this Guillermo Del Toro-directed version to see it done right. Well, that would imply that the two are comparable, even in regard to their shared source material, but this really is an entirely different beast. It’s also, as much as I will go to bat for the Zemeckis film, even better.

Thursday, 23 December 2021

The French Dispatch (2021) - Movie Review


This might be the first time I’ve been apprehensive about reviewing a film, not because of the film itself, but because I doubt I’d be able to improve upon what a certain other critic has already said about this feature. And here it is: A piece written by Aussie critic Grant Watson that might be the best review I’ve ever read for any movie. The act of critique is built from one’s unique perspective on art and the environment that fosters it, and while I certainly have my own thoughts on this film, part of me is kind of jealous that I wasn’t able to come up with something that all-encompassing on the subject. So, basically, in addition to forcing this write-up through a haze of molten summer brain, I’m also having to fight back the first time I can recall having writer’s envy over another reviewer’s work. I might as well be a character in a Wes Anderson film myself.