Bright Wall/Dark Room was initially founded on the floor of my living room in the summer of 2009, as I was counting down the days until the birth of my second child.
Perhaps most central to The Place Beyond The Pines is the feeling of compulsion: that each man falls neatly into a dilemma that will undo him.
I want to line up every character in Mad Men and demand that they tell me how to be satisfied, or how to live your whole life without satisfaction.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is a puzzle of a film, a fantastic Rubik’s Cube of memory, love, loss, and regret.
“I read this article that said all the Italian workers at Cinecitta are saying, like, ‘He’s the Maestro, he’s Fellini, come back to life!’”
Lost Highway is no exception to Lynch’s disregard for linear and/or comprehensible story lines. And yet it solicits more curiosity than frustration.
Yet with Tokyo Story, I didn’t cry—I didn’t even get misty. Instead I laid awake that night, eyes wide, deep in thought.
Last night at 11:30, I turned on the TV and Dead Poets Society was just starting. I ended up watching it all the way through, until 2 a.m.
It is December of 2012, the 22nd anniversary of “The Home Alone Kid.”
You will find...a pouch containing the ticket stubs from all of the concerts my husband and I have seen together, as well as the ticket stubs from all of the movies.
