Monthly Archives: September 2011
This is Last Shot, where I put up a frame from the last shot in a movie, without spoilery commentary. If you’ve seen the movie, be nostalgic. If not, maybe this will get you interested.
Poltergeist is on Netflix until October 1. Catch it while you can.
I never recommend bad movies, ever. Usually I can back my picks up with more logical arguments than “This movie is cool”, though. Fallen Angels is cool. You’re just going to have to trust me on this one.
I first watched Wong Kar-Wai‘s 墮落天使 (doesn’t the title look so much cooler that way?) back on August 2. I didn’t know how to write about it then, and I don’t know how to write about it now, but I do know that I have to write about it. This movie is proof that all style/no substance can work, and it’s still blowing my mind.
To be fair, Fallen Angels isn’t completely devoid of substance. It’s about a hit man who needs to get over the affections of his beautiful and elusive partner before he can get out of the killing game. It’s about a quirky mute fellow who forces people to pay him for things they don’t want. It’s about an emotional woman searching the night for her ex-boyfriend. But mostly it’s about a few neon Hong Kong nights and how they all come together in the end, in a diner, during a brawl. [SPOILER?
The screen grab above is from just about the very last shot in the movie, but it’s on the cover so it’s not a spoiler. SPOILER?]
Fallen Angels is a movie you watch with a pack of cigarettes instead of a bowl of popcorn. Is it a good film? Definitely. Is it a great one? Probably. The music is pretty fantastic. Watch it on Netflix, which is no longer Netflix Instant, because Netflix Slow is now Qwickster.
I’m not adding anything meaningful to the Internet when I say Nineteen Eighty-Four is a great film. That’s obvious. Based on George Orwell‘s classic novel and starring John Hurt and Richard Burton (his final performance), it would have taken a miracle for this movie to be anything less than stellar. Suzanna Hamilton‘s captivating portrayal of Julia is particularly notable, and I’m not just saying that because she spends so much of her screen time naked.
But this isn’t a review, it’s a recommendation. 1984 is streaming on Netflix Instant, and you should watch it whether you’ve read the book or not. If you haven’t read the book, the images below may be spoilery. I’m including them because I love the framing in this scene and because this is my blog, so I can do whatever I want.
As always, click for hi-res.
[I could have gotten enormous amounts of traffic on this post by analyzing the role sexuality plays in this film and including frame grabs with more nudity. I didn’t do it. This time.]