No, it was.

‘Counterpart’ is terrific.

I’m still waiting for someone to show me a benefit to this technology.

‘whom Meghan is a 24th generation descendant of.’

‘Millar . . . doesn’t have . . . emotional complexity . . . or . . . heart and charm” —The A.V. Club/Me.

The meds have finally kicked in.

Turns out Updike was wrong: celebrity isn’t a mask that eats into the face so much as gives it extreme dermabrasion, a jowl-lift and some fillers.

. . . of shit.

Hear hear.

Thank you. I never thought of this, but it makes an awful sort of sense.

It’s fantastic. His best film in my opinion. Genuinely unsettling and mysterious.

Cheadle/Miller’s best line (the best line in the film, to me) is “I mean, he could accidentally hurt himself, falling down on something real hard, you know? Like a shiv. Or my dick.”

There’s a lot about Twitter that’s actively evil and malignant. But being at a film festival and watching one’s critical peers hammering on their phones even as they’re exiting the cinema, desperately trying to come up with the fastest, hottest take on what they just watched, ranks as one of the more generally depressi…

He was in a bad way: drug-use apparently exacerbating some degree of mental illness. Apparently he’s on a more even keel these days. I’ve never met him, though I know plenty of people back home who know him. Most of them seem to like him a lot, have sympathy for him as well as for the people he hurt, and wish him…

Apart from being hysterically funny, she’s a superb actor.

Saying Under The Silver Lake “feels a little random in its plotting” is like saying von Trier has “a mild affection” for controversy.

In terms of technique, the guy is pretty much untouchable. Just found out tonight, via a friend who interviewed him, that he also serves as his own camera operator. Which blew my mind: there’s a long single-shot sequence in this one that’s as elegant and virtuosic as anything I’ve ever seen.

Standing in line outside the theatre, I was listening to people around me talking, in French and in English, about how excited they were to see the film and how in awe they were of Noé as a filmmaker . . . without a single person seeming to notice that he was sitting less than ten feet away, on the bonnet of a parked…

A-fucking-men to that.

Yep. She was brilliant and admirable – not least, for her genuine humility about her indisputable mastery. I interviewed her once onstage, and felt privileged.