I own a copy of Metropolitan, the first of the Whit Stillman trilogy that includes Barcelona and the Last Days of Disco. This is one of those films I can watch again and again, and do. I enjoy its wit, … Continue reading
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I was never a fan of the late and great Elizabeth Taylor’s films, not even those marvelous Tennessee Williams adaptations. But as recently as six months ago I saw Butterfield 8 for the first time and was profoundly moved. Many … Continue reading
It is a standing joke among friends who know me well that I enjoy films with “no plot.” This joke has been applied variously and generically to my enjoyment of films that really do have no plot (Andy Warhol’s screen … Continue reading
The best use of a Mahler concerto in a World War II flashback.
Please, can someone write a dance film in which the dancer does not have to degrade herself for the sake of Art?
The [Cary] Grant plot formula – which he has repeated at intervals for 25 years – has established him as the consummate bourgeois lover: consummately romantic yet consummately genteel…Not only does Grant spare his heroines any frontal assault on their … Continue reading
The need for Kitsch arises when genuine emotion has become rare, when desire lies dormant and needs artificial stimulation. Kitsch is an answer to boredom. When objects cannot elicit desire, man desires desire. More precisely, what is enjoyed or sought … Continue reading
Confined to my flat for most of a weekend with a broken foot, I watched two films back-to-back: Un Bout de Souffle and Belle de Jour. I was reminded of when I was seventeen and searching for a dramatic new … Continue reading
