Je tu il elle changed my life. It is a canonical, mythical film in terms of what I need from cinema, and what it taught me about cinema. Like with much of Chantal Akerman’s work it probed the deepest questions of what an audience might expect from filmed art, and expected us to interrogate our beliefs of form, content and duration. If nothing was happening in the frame then it was necessary for us to ask why we’d expect something…
Fucking rules. Just kicks a lot of ass in a way that American movies just do not anymore. Ripping guitar solos? Check. Cop cars blowing up by the dozen? Check. Steve Buscemi playing a mass murderer? It's got it all folks. Nic Cage's choice of hairstyle even works and the Trisha Yearwood song is a better love ballad than Celine Dion's in Titanic from the same year. The absolute best way you can spend a hot Summer afternoon in 2022 is drinking a beer and watching Con Air in the coolest part of your home.