Midnight Mass could've easily been a great 2-hour horror film. It has some good ideas and some brilliant moments, specially the church scene in ep 6. Unfortunately, all of this potential gets lost when stretched into 7 hours of extremely uneven storytelling and tone, with a series of random monologues that pop out of nearly every fucking conversation, clearly aiming for deep insights and emotional resonance, but coming off as rather annoying, contrived and, more often than not, corny as…
My attention span has just peaked, I suspect.
But for real, those paintings are absolutely amazing. I've been fascinated with them for years, so it was very interesting to finally learn that the artist behind them is such a humble, captivating & "down to Earth" old man whose sincerity brings a lot of credibility to the whole thing. I would pay good money for replicas of those paintings, and I most definitely would be attending his art exhibition if I got the chance.
" The boy stood on the burning deck, whence all but he had fled.."
I know I said I would eventually do a proper "essay" on this film, but that's not today. I just felt compelled to randomly elaborate my own take on some particular key themes that I feel are not as deeply discussed as various other topics and symbolism present in this film. One of them is "time". More specifically, time as an inherent and unstoppable agent of…
What a cosmic disappointment! For a film that's based on such a vastly rich source material and is surrounded by so much passion, investment and hype, Denis Villeneuve's vision of this world seems shockingly uninspired and sterile to me. Dune is a lifeless, insipid and emotionless ride, far from being the immersive cinematic experience it thinks it is. It lacks tension, rhythm, atmosphere, sense of direction, emotional depth and, again, LIFE.
There's nothing particularly unique or special about this film…