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kinbote — 4 years ago(October 21, 2021 05:42 PM)
I'll try to sell you on the other three:
- Under the Skin–the best of the group, a true masterpiece. Uniquely strange and a memorable experience. The ultimate compliment is it gets better upon rewatching.
- Personal Shopper–a great lead performance centers this eerie ghost story. Bring your reading glasses because there's a lot of onscreen texting. I think the film works and I love the ending.
- Simon Killer–what does misogyny look like? Is he a normal guy? Would you spot him walking down the street. Set in Paris, this way offbeat slice of awkward life is hard to watch but harder to look away from! See what I did there?
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jriddle73 — 4 years ago(October 22, 2021 05:14 PM)
Yeah, great, great movie.
"The Dig"
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ToastedCheese — 4 years ago(October 24, 2021 12:11 AM)
Aussies do great psychological horror as well as slasher.
I wouldn't regard it as a horror film as such, but I re-watched Peter Weir's
Picnic At Hanging Rock - '75
last night and that sure is enigmatic, beautiful and poetic, yet manages to also get an eerie vibe down pat.
A masterpiece of imagery, shot composition and visual story-telling.
The ambiguity is what makes it so effective and doesn't need explanations.
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NZer — 4 years ago(October 24, 2021 12:18 AM)
I have that movie on DVD. It's wonderful! Peter weir is one of my favourite directors. Have you seen The Last Wave? David Gulpilil is incredible in it. This movie is also full of
imagery, shot composition and even visual story-telling.
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ToastedCheese — 4 years ago(October 24, 2021 01:26 AM)
I need to see
The Last Wave
.
Thanks for the plug.
With the exception of
Gallipoli - '81
and
Green Card - '90
which I adore, I wasn't too enthralled with much of Weirs output in the 80's.
I thought
Witness - '85
was unexciting and flat and
Dead Poets Society - '89
was too cliched and even corny in parts.
Norman! What did you put in my tea?
Schrodinger's Cat walks into a bar, and doesn't. 