Category Archives: Out At The Pictures
ANHEDONIA
Whatever. I could watch Anne Hall no holds bar any day of the year and every day of the year and it never ceases to make the world stop for a couple of hours. Annie’s family reminds me of my … Continue reading
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BLACK RIMMED GLASSES
“he was as tough and romantic as he city he loved. behind his black rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. new york was his town, and it always would be.” Impeccable set up to one … Continue reading
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A SINGLE MAN
SUPER HOT FILM STILLS FROM A SINGLE MAN – Tom Ford’s directorial debut, a visually sizzling cinematic wonderpiece. La dee da, fluffy language but really I can’t explain the intense, visceral quality of the film properly in sentences. It’s arousing. … Continue reading
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Klute
If I was that sort of film snob that chose movies by their titles, then Klute probably wouldn’t stand a chance. Instead I choose movies based on what Netflix recommends to me. Side note to Netflix: you get me. I … Continue reading
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Antonioni in Color
Let’s preface this with me admitting I am a complete film geek! I’ve argued with friends (Matt Billings, maybe?) about Antonioni’s supposed tetralogy. Some people don’t like to include Il Deserto Rosso in the grouping. Well, I protest! Antonioni’s display … Continue reading
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Mad about Man Ray
One of my all time favorite artists-no explanation necessary. Just feelin’ extra into the surrealism movement today. Read up on the Surrealist Manifesto here.
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KENNETH ANGER
My words cannot adequately express Kenneth Anger’s style. At once shocking, flirty and gorgeous, his movies pioneered a movement and inspired a generation of filmmakers. Maybe my faveskies theme he explores is the supernatural-haunting, beautiful, etc.
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Repulsion
One of my favorite Roman Polanski films. I mean could Catherine Deneuve BE any more vulnerable? Haunting, insidious, bone-chilling! What’s not to love? I last watched this the first week I moved into my old Brooklyn apartment-maybe not the best … Continue reading
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