I wanted to be like Roy in Close Encounters of the Third Kind. I wanted something huge and inscrutable to choose me out of the billions of people on Earth.
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Gray Hendryx is a writer on the move between West Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, California, and Peru. Next year, she’ll end up in Pittsburgh with her beloved husband and chihuahua. You can follow along with her travels at Material Spiritualist.
Each scene in The Holy Mountain was staged as symbol in and of itself—and they came at me in a ceaseless barrage.
Their youthful energy is a surprise no matter how many times I've witnessed it on screen. The Beatles really were that funny, and their band was as tight as hell. All of that was real.
I wanted to laugh out loud the first time I met Lucas. I walked into my office on the first...
Each of the films in the Planet of the Apes franchise attempts to work through humanity’s collective guilt.
Redford has always been a subtle actor, and All is Lost is his master class in the quiet reveal.
All the President’s Men evokes a quiet, pervasive anguish.
Few films have slipped so entirely under my skin—and changed the way I experience the world—as Picnic at Hanging Rock.
