Posted by jtrussell on April 18, 2008
The new David Gordon Green film, Snow Angels, is all about the juxtaposition. The twin stories are archetypal, aiming to reveal the purest of human joy and the depth of human sorrow. If anything the film can occasionally feel off balance, as though Green needs to have both the tales because he feels that either one alone would be a lie. But the raging changes of polarity come as a part of life itself, and Green takes them all to their furthest conclusions.
I hope that Pineapple Express is the big breakout for Green that opens him to any project he might want to do, but in that success I also hope he never gets away from his intimate stories of the violent turning points of life.
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Posted by jtrussell on April 18, 2008
No Soderbergh or Woody Allen. But maybe new Kiarostami, Meirelles, Wenders, and Dardennes brothers!
h/t Variety.
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Posted by jtrussell on April 17, 2008
Neo noir with Casey Affleck written by Billy Bob Thornton’s writing partner.
“Story, set in 1930s Los Angeles, centers on an amnesiac who finds himself working for a mobster — a killer given the nickname “the Kind One” — and falling in love with the thug’s girlfriend.”
Cool beans. h/t Variety.
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Posted by jtrussell on April 16, 2008
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Posted by jtrussell on April 16, 2008
So that was an unexpected and unexplained little break there from the blog. Starting up again I think, probably killing the face of the day feature is I have kinda worn it out.
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Posted by jtrussell on April 3, 2008
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The new David Gordon Green film, Snow Angels, is all about the juxtaposition. The twin stories are archetypal, aiming to reveal the purest of human joy and the depth of human sorrow. If anything the film can occasionally feel off balance, as though Green needs to have both the tales because he feels that either one alone would be a lie. But the raging changes of polarity come as a part of life itself, and Green takes them all to their furthest conclusions.
