Viewed for the Winter of Classics III.
Jesus wept.
Viewed for the Winter of Classics III.
Some of the most stunning landscapes and color ever caught on film. Painfully familiar to parts of my own childhood. Haunting, but hopeful.
Viewed for the Spring of Martial Arts.
Another Venom Mob reunion, and one that I've warmed up to some since my last viewing, but I still have a hard time fully loving. There are a couple of exceptional fights in the last act, and some interesting angles played with making the traditional romantic Hero an arrogant and ultimately meaningless figure, but the pacing feels drawn out at 86 minutes given that so much time is devoted to the "heroic" duo…
Reduced me to a child, hand over my mouth, tears in my eyes, a pit in my stomach. Surreal and familiar in the same stroke, liminal horror existing at the crossroads of comfortable, mundane surroundings and everything we can imagine might be in the darkness on the other side. It leaves you anticipating the revelation, begging to see something that might reduce the horror with its tangibility, but when it finally begins to reveal itself you can only shrink and cower and plead with it to stop.
Yeah, I just burst into tears at the sight of two animated bears hugging in a theater packed full of children.