Tell, don’t show.
As Wes guides us through another Dahl adaptation we get another story within a story. But this one is much simpler— a short story to Henry Sugar’s novella. It’s also more brutal, which makes it feel more like a Dahl story ultimately (if you’re curious, read The Magic Finger. That thing is dark as hell). And again Dahl himself is the outermost narrator, but here he only comes in at one privileged moment— he becomes the unreliable…
This may be a short but it has more production design than the majority of movies in theaters right now COMBINED!
Short stories are and always will be a disrespected art form. But some of my favorite pieces of literature are short stories are novellas. Wes with his second release of the year is no mere frivolous affair or side project. What he does here is putting as much effort as he puts into a feature length film into the…
Watching this again after years and years convincing myself that this was in fact Tarantino’s crowning achievement was a strange experience. The first half of the film was all fine and good. It was all mostly how I remembered it. Occasional moments played out slightly differently though. Just tiny things here and there that were slightly skewed, probably due to recollecting the social memory of this film rather than the actual film itself.
Aside from this, the only thing I…
Really Feckin’ good!
Friendship is a confusing thing. We gain comfort in others, doing and talking about the same things every single day. Yet, after you had the same argument about that one movie you like but the other doesn’t, you get an aching like you could be doing something better with your time— Can I add something into this world rather than feck around my entire life…
Then there’s the alternative view… that fear that at any moment the…
