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Réalité (2014)
Dancing in circles under the itching skin of Your head
Dupieux lines up again into a circular, nearly closed form of movie-making, that allows him to break out into freedom.
This movie is an awake an awake an awake of 'gasp!', by being very natural with the strangeness of discontinuity of interwoven realities.
If You like the vortex-character of Lynch-movies, but with the lighter atmosphere of Michel Gondry (Sience of Sleep),-
in other words if You are interested in this direction of mind-resetting,
check 'Rubber' , 'Wrong' and 'Réalité' out.
This is definitely fresh material to feed Your deconstructing mind.
Knight of Cups (2015)
Malick finally reached his deepest point...
the trailer was great, and that's about all of it. A long trailer of a film, that waits to happen.
The film shallows one detached picture and sound-wave after the other, like the repetitive encounters at the beach; that can't be felt differently than just a claim...
A claim, that one loves the other. There is no sense in building a feeling.
And if that would be a tool to show the inner world of the protagonist, well then why isn't it changing, while he is -as the film claims- changing.
You can't help but caring for nobody.
Just like after you just came watching a porn-flick, and don't care anymore what is happening to anyone on the screen.
And while we are at it, that is about how much we get involved into the world of the women appearing in this mess. They are as decorative as the surrounding architecture. Appearing, disappearing. Who cares.
I would like give it the new name Enter the Void, but there is just too much boredom filled into this vastness of apathy of filmmaking.
I see that the padre in the end, tries to make sense by telling that God gave us suffering as a gift... but Mr. Malick, even if You are able to let disorientated people run across the screen , You are not God, and I wished I would have never received Your gift of 118 minutes.
There are beautiful pictures, turned to ashes from beginning to end.
Made possible by an incredible lacking of intimacy. Of a filmmaker. To his Work.