Loved this. Felt like an insiders view on a part of the world I’ve always wanted to go, Istanbul. Of all Turkey, it’s the most progressive, people flock there from surrounding cities, and even countries it seems, to be more accepted and less shamed. It has a harshness, yet there is community, those less fortunate, or without are there for each other. Plus there are a shitload of immaculate, cute and friendly stray cats.
I thought Evrim was Tekla,…
Cinema as an empathy generating machine. The world from a nine-year old’s perspective, yet through my own eyes, it’s terrifying. A child’s life as the most vulnerable thing in the world. 94 minutes of drama, so beautifully crafted, it has to be seen on the big screen. It’s tight, and nothing is spared. All the info you need is there. When you’re given just enough of a beat to foreshadow even the next shot, and it then plays out as expected, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen that before. Everything clicks into place. This is absolute cinema.
I mean, it’s not Shakespeare. Contains the worst lyrics since 80s UK pop maybe. Still, it’s got a beat. As a doc, there’s some context, it’s wonderfully juxtaposed with newsreels of the day.
One of those where, if it’s your thing, then great you’re gonna love it. Stop Making Sense, that’s my thing, I love the band. This is shot with maybe fewer characters, and less momentum, but still fun.
A document to a very special period of British music. To be celebrated.
This felt tired. I’ll see it again, but it felt tired.
Underwater stuff was awesome. The claustrophobia of a torpedo tube resonated.
Loved Donloe (and Tapeesa!). Just brilliant seeing that flashback. It’s the only one that worked.
I hope it does well but the grumbling outside the theatre last night means word-of-mouth ain’t gonna help.
Atomic Blonde is one underrated film that oozes its own style and flare. This was such a strange choice for Leitch. Felt like he had his hands tied. Such one-note performances from everyone involved. It’s Guy Ritchie attempting to meet Tarantino but getting the wrong train and going the opposite direction. What a woeful 2 hours. I hated pretty much every moment as the growing efforts just fell even flatter than the last.
Pitt is in a different movie to the rest, beyond dialling it in.
