saw three film festival films today:
Burning Dreams was not that great. i had high hopes for the doc about the jazz/hip-hop dance school in shanghai, but i fell asleep. when i was awake, it wasn’t much better. and i really detest films where the narrative is long stretches of words on screen. hello, this is a film, not a book.
Get Up! was mildly amusing, but with a premise of “An accused mob boss idolizes the Godfather of Soul so his gang sets out to kidnap James Brown to perform for him before he is incarcerated,” you expect more than this. i would have rather watched Strictly Ballroom or Shall We Dance? again instead.
however, Last Life in the Universe was pretty fantastic. a quiet little film from thai director Pen-ek Ratanaruang, they say that he tried to direct a movie “without humor” about sadness, life, and death, but somehow the little touches of humor around life seep through and are even more funny. and lord, i could watch chris doyle film a litter box all day and be entranced… so beautiful.
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