I only watched one of Fandor’s Criterion films this week,
but it was a big one. I always have one film sitting in the back of my mind
which I arbitrarily consider the most important film I haven’t yet seen. For a
while there it was Jean Renoir’s Grand
Illusion (1937), then I watched that, and it became Jean-Luc Godard’s Breathless (1960), which led me to watch
seven more Godard films in quick succession. Now, I’ve once again crossed off
the film I had considered the most egregious gap in my cinema experience.
From here Marie allows herself to be further mistreated by a local boy, who also frequently beats Balthazar. There’s a special power to Bresson’s use of the donkey as an observer. It stands silently as a witness to mankind’s cruelty. It can’t judge, but it allows the actions to be seen. I’m less familiar with Bresson than I would like, though I was very fond of his similarly-grim Mouchette (1967). The patience and control shown in his films will keep me coming back until I’ve seen everything he made.
For reference, I think my biggest blind-spot is now either Jean
Vigo’s L’Atalante (1934) or Jean Renoir’s
The Rules of the Game (1939).
From a powerfully-muted classic to an emotionally-overwhelming new release: I headed to the cinema this week to see Pixar’s Finding Dory (Andrew Stanton, USA, 2016), the sequel to Stanton’s 2003 film Finding Nemo. Here is a rare sequel that surpasses the beloved original. While the plot, featuring a fish traveling across the ocean in search of family, echoes that of Nemo, Finding Dory focuses sharply on elements which were glossed over in the first film. Specifically, this is a movie about somebody learning to live with a disability. Dory suffers from short-term memory loss, and while Finding Nemo mostly used this as a running joke, here it is shown to be utterly crippling, and the cause of much trauma in Dory’s life.
Perhaps that seems like a strange way to examine a cartoon
designed for children to enjoy, but I found myself completely surprised by the
strength of this film. It’s absolutely the best new-release movie I’ve seen
since Oscar season. Finding Dory is a
film both children and adults can completely fall in love with, offering deep
emotional resonance and gleeful adventure. Even with Pixar’s strong track
record, I can’t believe how much I liked this movie.
From a powerfully-muted classic to an emotionally-overwhelming new release: I headed to the cinema this week to see Pixar’s Finding Dory (Andrew Stanton, USA, 2016), the sequel to Stanton’s 2003 film Finding Nemo. Here is a rare sequel that surpasses the beloved original. While the plot, featuring a fish traveling across the ocean in search of family, echoes that of Nemo, Finding Dory focuses sharply on elements which were glossed over in the first film. Specifically, this is a movie about somebody learning to live with a disability. Dory suffers from short-term memory loss, and while Finding Nemo mostly used this as a running joke, here it is shown to be utterly crippling, and the cause of much trauma in Dory’s life.
Perhaps that seems like a strange way to examine a cartoon
designed for children to enjoy, but I found myself completely surprised by the
strength of this film. It’s absolutely the best new-release movie I’ve seen
since Oscar season. Finding Dory is a
film both children and adults can completely fall in love with, offering deep
emotional resonance and gleeful adventure. Even with Pixar’s strong track
record, I can’t believe how much I liked this movie.
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