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The stars, they are shining. But not at your local multiplex.
First, the good news: Scott Marks, aka Mr. Five Stars, has gone and awarded the Reader's highest priority to Like Someone in Love. Japanese call girls! Themes of miscommunication and calculated role-playing! What's not to love? (Just for fun, here's Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd's review of the director's 1997 effort, Taste of Cherry.)
Next, the slightly more difficult news. Beyond the Hills is perhaps the finest naturalistic take on religious life I have ever seen. It is also long, claustrophobic, and harrowing. So yeah - four stars. You down for that? (Just for fun, here's Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd's review of the director's 2007 effort, 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days.
Phew. Now, how about some light comedic fare about magicians? The Incredible Burt Wonderstone is, alas, not incredible. But it's okay. Pretty good, even. Dare we say it's impressive like pulling multi-colored scarves out of your ear is impressive? Yes, yes we do.
Moving right along to this week's creepy indie, Stoker. It's creepy and leering, like a mysterious uncle who overstays his welcome. Oh, wait.
Touching bottom now with The Call, Halle Berry's attempt to make everyone forget how awful Catwoman and Gothika were. Sigh.
See you next week!
The stars, they are shining. But not at your local multiplex.
First, the good news: Scott Marks, aka Mr. Five Stars, has gone and awarded the Reader's highest priority to Like Someone in Love. Japanese call girls! Themes of miscommunication and calculated role-playing! What's not to love? (Just for fun, here's Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd's review of the director's 1997 effort, Taste of Cherry.)
Next, the slightly more difficult news. Beyond the Hills is perhaps the finest naturalistic take on religious life I have ever seen. It is also long, claustrophobic, and harrowing. So yeah - four stars. You down for that? (Just for fun, here's Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd's review of the director's 2007 effort, 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days.
Phew. Now, how about some light comedic fare about magicians? The Incredible Burt Wonderstone is, alas, not incredible. But it's okay. Pretty good, even. Dare we say it's impressive like pulling multi-colored scarves out of your ear is impressive? Yes, yes we do.
Moving right along to this week's creepy indie, Stoker. It's creepy and leering, like a mysterious uncle who overstays his welcome. Oh, wait.
Touching bottom now with The Call, Halle Berry's attempt to make everyone forget how awful Catwoman and Gothika were. Sigh.
See you next week!