The world is full of conversations with women I’ve never met. “Hi, how are you?” “Yeah? Me too.” “Nah, no way!” “Sure, I’d love to.”
The words go 360° and land back at my feet, ever constrained in a magically perfect world where things are clockwork. But truth isn’t a warm blanket; and your heart is never warmer than a Siberian summer.
A different kind of singularity approaches, merging fantasy with truth. Sometimes I find myself at the epicenter of…
This is the best Bangladeshi film I've ever seen.
Championing Bangladeshi cinema has been an uphill battle as most films from the country still lack a certain sophistication and finesse, both fundamentally and technically, that limits their ability to compete at the global level. With its selection into Cannes' Un Certain Regard, Rehana Maryam Noor certainly hinted at changing that—yet, I avoided watching the film for the longest time due to fear of disappointment.
I am thankful to have been…
The most boomer script in the series: the way it describes AI, writes its interactions with women, repeats tropes from previous films. If I was told it was written in the 80s, I’d absolutely believe it.
I've met Park Chan-wook three times in my life: At a signing for Oldboy at Tower Records in Soho, then at the NYFF premiere of Sympathy for Lady Vengeance and once again at a Q&A for Thirst at the same festival. Only at the last event did I get to ask him whom his favorite inspirations were: He said Kim Ki-young and Yasuzo Masumura—which led me to binge on the latter’s works.
But now, having watched The Last Witness, it's…
Finally, the world will know not to say "chai tea" anymore.
