Weekend – Review


Godard at arguably his most politically aggressive during his earlier years, but at the same time he’s showing how he doesn’t even care what the audience is making from the images they are being given. But perhaps what makes Weekend such an intriguing watch is the notion that it has become so radical to the point it obscured its own message, yet never was I bored watching whatever Godard wanted to convey from the first scene to the last. But on a mere conventional standpoint Weekend could be the story for a comedy, and yet everything is revealed almost like a horror film – because everything comes by at such a baffling rate and it’s only where it only shows how wonderful Godard is.

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The Young Girls of Rochefort – Review


What defines a feel-good film? I’m probably not one to be asked this question with a generally pessimistic outlook upon life, but when I think of something that brings a more joyful sight to my life, one of the first films that I point to is none other than Jacques Demy’s The Young Girls of Rochefort. Following up The Umbrellas of Cherbourg, what Jacques Demy churns out is something completely different – stylistically and tonally. In The Umbrellas of Cherbourg, what Jacques Demy created was a musical whose dialogue all had been sung together with an incredibly heartbreaking narrative, but The Young Girls of Rochefort gives out something else all around, something more cheerful and bliss. Whenever I watch The Young Girls of Rochefort, I feel an unusual sense of joy running down my spine. Something that to some extent makes me feel more optimistic about life, which I rarely feel. Continue reading →

Marketa Lazarová – Review


At least a year has passed since my first viewing of Frantisek Vlacil’s Marketa Lazarová and I still struggle with how to put words together in order to describe something of this sort. When I first laid my eyes on Marketa Lazarová, my initial reaction was that I needed to watch the film once again in order to fully grasp what it left upon me. Ramblings aside though, the best way that I can come up with on the spot to describe what sort of a product is Marketa Lazarová is otherworldly. I was in denial from my first watch that it was a product of the human mind, but somehow, Frantisek Vlacil came out with such beauty I can’t exactly describe properly for all I’d want to do is just watch the film once again. Each time, my only wish is that I could get a bigger grasp at what’s at hand, but it is especially difficult when talking about the sort of journey that Marketa Lazarová provides. Continue reading →

The Graduate – Review


I’m probably going to get into my more self-indulgent mode when I’m talking about something like this but it’s necessary when I want to talk about a film like The Graduate. I once wrote in a personal diary entry that at certain points of my life where I just have absolutely nothing, I’m simply Benjamin Braddock. It feels especially reasonable as I feel I’m only living in a world where all I see are nothing but different age groups failing to understand what it is defining what satisfies another. This is a film that understands the loneliness in one’s life and how the outside world just comes in and interferes. Continue reading →