La Vie En Rose. Sort of a jumbly edited film about the jumbly life of Edith Piaf. Didn't know much about her. Now I do. The woman, Marion Cotillard, who plays Edith is fantastic, and the make up is so amazing. I had no idea she was so made up. Her tranformation is amazing.
Winter Light. Bergman. I liked all 3 of his movies relating to the theme of faith.
End of the Affair. Blah. Julianne Moore's titties (small) and Ralph Fiennes's ass (big). What's up with the pronunciation of Ralph as "Ray-if" anyway?
Women In Love. Ken Russell. I thought this was a gem. I think Alan Bates was so cool. Never mind the naked man wrestling scene, there are sledding scenes in Switzerland that had me squealing with delight.
Dead Man. Jim Jarmusch. What the hell is wrong with me that I don't run to the theatre and see every Jarmusch movie the second they come out? I have never not loved one of his films and this one went under the radar somehow. Cripes, it's 13 years old already! Blame it on small town living and I guess 1995 was the start of my hardcore party years. The Depp is a wonder. This movie is so painfully spiritual and beautifully ugly and I haven't laughed as hard as I did at Iggy Pop, who's role isn't necessarily funny but maybe so tenderly heartbreaking I could only laugh not to cry.
Helvetica. I guess I loved this film cuz it was sort of like an art history class. It makes you think about how much just the look of signage and ads affects you.
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what? i know you gave me stranger than paradise, but where how did i see dead man if you didn't recommend it? hmmm... ifc probably.
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