Letterboxd — Your life in film

Easily one of the most underrated and funniest films I’ve ever seen. Holy crap talk about perfect pacing, every single proportionately timed sequence in this was absolute ear-to-ear grinning fun. Comedies can be so difficult to create, and I never blame one single person. Proportionately there are always so many things weighing against each other, which is why when a comedy film can nail every single aspect of what it is, like this one did, it deserves a standing ovation.…

It really did feel perfect. The perfect closure to the Marvel I grew up with, and what I believe to be the perfect final great film of this franchise. Looking back I’d like to say “Marvel and possibly Disney overall, ended with Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3, and it truly was the perfect way to end.” Now will Disney continue to spew out more live-action remakes, and will Marvel recast the new Guardians of the Galaxy? Of course they will.…

I find no inspiration in a film with no moral; and what is art’s purpose if not to inspire? I give it one star simply to commend the effort put into the cinematography, but effort does not create meaning. Creating Art with no meaning regardless of how pretty, is how cinema becomes modern Disney. There’s no Hope in the arrogant exploitation of humanity. You want to utilize the faults of your own kind for your art, then give it meaning.…

It’s 3 in the morning and I was just forced to fall back to reality from yet another beautiful masterpiece overflowing with anything and everything that makes a film great. If I could understand anything with half the depth that Hayao Miyazaki understands Art, I’d die a happy genius. There’s really nothing more to say, I don’t particularly like to pick apart his films. Even if it’s to point out all the things that make them great, it’s just so…

You gotta be kidding me…
I had such low expectations for the first, and fully expected it to just be another Disney “Live-action” remake. Yet I was pleasantly surprised to see the amount of true art and aesthetic poured into the film. A stand-alone prequel derived from a classic film done tastefully and respectfully, I didn’t think Disney had it in them. But oh my thats right how could I forget. There is no such thing as art in cinema…

Congratulations… the first movie I’ve ever “walked out on” before finishing. Am I missing something here, are people really supposed to like this. Imma go ahead and use an informal vernacular here, because I don’t feel the need to speak sophisticatedly about this movie. Now let me just say this: I hated high school with every fiber of my being, it pisses me off just to think about, so I’m sure that altered my perspective with a slight bias. But…

I sat down and started the film…
But my stupid chaotic mind wouldn’t shut up. So when the film ended, I got up, went to the bathroom, and watched it again…

The breath of a child. That’s what initially drew me in, the first thing in the film that made me feel something. It was so true, so pure, the kind of thing in life I long to hear but for the sole reason that I’m just scared I won’t…