Gutted that storm related carnage has put paid to my weekend London trip, including a not-exactly-cheap hotel booking that appears to be non-refunadble, ughhh 🤢
So yeah, any purchases from my shop this weekend will be especially welcome... Reposts very welcome, obvs..!
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First film I helped acquire at MPI! The Good Stuff.
Really dug Presence. All of Soderbergh’s experiments with form are terrific, of course they are but wow is this so sad and much thornier than I was expecting. The family dynamics are more hair raising than the ghost!! Good, good movie. Strong throughline with Personal Shopper.
This is fucking amazing. Terrific stuff, Steve.
Run, don't walk, to the cinema to see Payal Kapadia's exquisite masterpiece All We Imagine As Light.
www.theguardian.com/film/2024/no...
429 but I can't remember the last time I updated it!
Still can’t understand why Mike Leigh’s brilliant HARD TRUTHS was not in Cannes, Venice, and/or Telluride. It makes no sense to me.
One aspect of parenting nobody ever talks about is the cosmic horror. My two year old just stared off into the distance and asked me "Daddy, what's the name of the whole universe?" and when I said "I don't know", she just smiled and kept saying "Guess!"
A Conclave Icee machine showing 'Lithgow Lime', 'Papal Pink' and 'Rossellini Raz' flavours
every film has a marketing collab these days smh
Quote post w/ the first DVD you ever bought and show these newbies who they’re dealing with. #filmsky
I'm old enough to remember when the lightweight Amaray case was a symbol of the bourgeois elite and the crackable bulk of the jewelcase was the language of the common DVD early adopter.
There are currently only 22 films streaming on Netflix made before 1980 and not a single one made before 1960, with the oldest film on the platform currently being PSYCHO. I know I’m a broken record but: buy physical media, support your local library, etc etc
Hahaha! Good to see you, bud!
Shoot all your big names out in 2 days each, save $$$!
I'm waiting for someone to turn the FINAL DESTINATION series into the 70s Disaster Movies of the 21st century, packed with guest stars:
Judi Dench as a shopper munched by an escalator; Goldie Hawn's principal succumbs in the high school woodshop; James Brolin's chauffeur eviscerated at a car wash.
Someone should write a book of laid back, entirely agenda-less, purely delighted and optimistic criticism called "The Zen Of Realising That You Will Never Be Able To Watch All Of The Films".
