Oh Sophia… I feel like we have broken up. And it has got nothing to do with that guy from Phoenix either. You sucked me in with your soft cinematic touch – the subtle melancholy of THE VIRGIN SUICIDES and the high-rise romance of LOST IN TRANSLATION. I was yours. Totally. And then this? When I strip away a hundred different beautiful shoes, the odd well-lit shot and a good soundtrack I am left with nothing but longing. No emotional engagement, no real sense of tragedy or whiff of historical enlightenment… nothing. And so it’s over for us.
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Jebila Wolfe-Okongwu, ‘Banana...You might, perhaps, as a totally hypothetical person, feel somewhat shallow for associating the words “Banana Republic” more with chinos...
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Cinema Alley 2012 – Double Vision ...Cinema Alley takes the aggravations of viewing video art within the ‘white box’ and tosses them out. Instead you get cinema-style...
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Alan Rose, ‘Between the Darkness...There’s something fascinating about art like Alan Rose’s, that’s designed to mess with your head. I don’t mean in that...
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Black CapitalRedfern. Not a place named; as I long assumed, after an abundance of red coloured native flora (to my great disappointment, exclusively red ferns...
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Little Joe No. 3Little Joe issue 3 is an inspiring jolt of same-sex creative juices as they apply to the film world. But straight folks needn’t feel uninvited,...
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Young AdultSome films really get you in the guts, and for me Young Adult was one. At times bitingly funny and achingly sad, Jason Reitman’s dramedy...