Composer Ennio Morricone passed away recently, leaving after him a great legacy of film scores. This is my small homage to him.
What Tarantino has done is a bit like BBC hit show Peaky Blinders. He has taken historical characters from criminal folklore and changed the outcome for them. Left physical and historical factors intact, but has played with the outcome and, of course, why not? After all, just like the Coen brothers said when William H. Macy expressed dismay at them falsely claiming Fargo was a true story: “This is fiction, man!”
Chernobyl tells the story of the world’s worst nuclear accident through the people who caused the disaster, the ones who responded to it, and the victims.
As an adolescent, one of the movies I liked the most was Almost Famous. It had everything a 16-year-old would want: sex, drugs & rock n’ roll. Looking back, almost 15 years now, I wonder if the movie is actually good or if it was maybe a rush of hormones running through my brain.
On its bubbling, brothy surface, Tampopo is a narrative comedy with interstitial vignettes, all of which revolves around food— how it’s prepared and consumed; created and enjoyed; how it relates to life and death, bliss and pain, love and sex. Weird sex.
Devs is what the future of sci-fi needs to be: geeky, chaotic, mind bending, and fucked up.