Bullitt (1968)
[See “Entry from August 25, 2007” under “My Diary”]
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[See “Entry from August 25, 2007” under “My Diary”]
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Hilary Swank should never have left Nebraska — especially not for 18th century France.
Almost a pastiche of a Truffaut-like coming of age picture, but without Truffaut’s magic touch
A deeply unfunny movie, apparently, to nobody but me.
We might call Metro by Tom Carter a palimpsest movie—one where you can read another text beneath the one on the surface. To some extent this is true of all Hollywood movies, which are made (as they nearly always have been made) with a cavalier disregard for the writer’s craft. At some point in the…
Le Huitième Jour(The Eighth Day) by Jaco Van Dormael begins with a somewhat whimsical attempt to portray the world as seen through the eyes of Georges (Pascal Duquenne), a Downs syndrome sufferer. Like Genesis (the pop group of the same name makes an appearance later in the film), it begins “In the beginning. . .”…