*camera does circle around SBT*
A24 is on one hell of a roll this year. Winning three Oscars, Green Room, The Witch, Swiss Army Man, The Lobster, and De Palma in six months, plus American Honey, the latest from Ben Wheatley and the director of The Strangers, their first production, John Cameron Mitchell adapting Neil Gaiman, and that Gus Van Sant…
It's been five hours since this, and there still hasn't been any kind of confirmation besides one French-language tweet. Obviously, Cimino or someone close to him would've raised concerns about this being a hoax a long time ago if it was, but it's weird.
You've done well, my pupil.
I do this with two anthology films; Eros and New York Stories. The first one is a terrific two-short, just barely feature-length film if you play the Wong Kar-wai and Steven Soderbergh segments and take the DVD out of the player before Michelangelo Antonioni can stink things up with his segment, and New York Stories…
Oh fuck, now I gotta report to the Problem Attic.
I hadn't seen any of Daniels' stuff prior to today, and now that I'm watching some of it, wow, I thought I was stoked for Swiss Army Man before. Give these men money to do anything they want.
Bono should wake up every morning with the lyrics to the middle three songs of No Line on the Horizon framed on the wall underneath big red letters reading "DON'T DO ANY OF THIS EVER AGAIN".
This is a better review than the grade would suggest, so I'm definitely intrigued by this, moreso than I was by Gondry's last few films. And even if it stinks, the video for "Lucas With the Lid Off" will still kick ass.
Is it "Original of the Species"? That's one alright, but it rhymes "want" with "want" and features a really bizarre line about how you shouldn't get good at smiling, crying, or celebrity that sounds like it came straight from Captain Monterey Jack.
I generally like No Line on the Horizon and All That You Can't Leave Behind, but both are torpedoed pretty heavily by some poorly-chosen songs. How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb is, outside of "Sometimes You Can't Make it On Your Own" and "City of Blinding Lights", aural mush that deserves Pop's embarrassment status.
Even "we're sorry we ever got postmodern" modern U2 that stopped playing Pop songs in concert recognizes that that song owns.
Yeah, their 90s albums are pretty much my top three favorite U2 albums. Hell, Pop is second only to Achtung Baby for me (with the caveat that I almost never listen to the album versions of three songs off it). It bums me out that period is still getting raked over the coals when it's soooooooooo much better than their…
Also, if you want to know where to see Dod Mantle's work in the future, he shot Oliver Stone's Snowden, which is finally coming out this September. And next year, he's got Danny Boyle's Trainspotting sequel and Angelina Jolie (ughhhh)'s Netflix film First They Killed My Father on his schedule.
I was so wowed by the visuals in the trailer I saw for this (and I'm a big fan of Dod Mantle) that I deemed this a must-see. Swiss Army Man will take precedence over this, but I'll probably get to this relatively soon.
It won't, sadly.
Goddamnit, this is an actual great job on the part of the internet. And I'm probably contributing to the dissolution of everything else on this site by clicking on this.
Don't forget Ellen Kuras, who shot Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, several documentaries for Martin Scorsese, Spike Lee, and Michel Gondry, and portions of Coffee and Cigarettes.
That's why I use DoP as my standard abbreviation.