It Happened One Night
[See “Entry from June 18, 2008” under “My Diary”]
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Fallen Angels by Wong Kar-Wai may be the most perfect postmodern movie yet. Of course it comes from Hong Kong. Its characters are fragmented and monosyllabic, its stories multiple and incomprehensible, its dialogue minimalist, and its photography frenetic and out of focus; but boy is this hot new movie cool. Or hip if you prefer….
It’s a lucky thing for me that Whit Stillman, who is an old friend of the American Spectator, makes such good movies. If he made bad ones, I should have to be diplomatic, but that is a necessity which has yet to arise. I thought his first film, Metropolitan (1990) was funny, clever and charming….
A remarkably sympathetic portrayal of the early life of St. Josemaría Escrivá, founder of Opus Dei — though it gains nothing from being tangled up with a fictional romance
A paean to tough women is perhaps not the best way of exploring feminine vulnerabilities, but a portrait of a psycho-bitch is always something that will find a market.
Looking for a reason to back Bush? Have a look at George Butler’s hagiography of John Kerry.
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