any female born after 1959 can’t just visit their aunt... all they know is watermelon , Kung fu wood, play piano, be bisexual , eat hot pastry & lie
Drawing the comparison solely because it's by far the easiest way to get the idea across, this film solidifies my suspicion that Juzo Itami was (and will live on in his work as) Japan's very own equivalent to America's Wes Anderson. Perhaps it's even better said that Wes is our version of Juzo Itami.
As of now I've seen four films by Itami-- Minbo (The Gentle Art of Japanese Extortion), A Taxing Woman, Tampopo, and Supermarket Woman. They all star…
You've seen The Meg, now get ready for... The Neg!
This was wonderful. Tilda is as great as ever but I'm so happy to say that she does not steal the show as she usually does but instead allows her real-life and in-character daughter, Honor, to really, really, really shine. She's stupendous in this.
This film tells a very real truth, and I felt it. I'm so happy I got to see this on the big screen with it's neat…
"For the first time, I feel like I exist. I don't need a mirror."
I bawled. I cried and cried and cried. Undoubtedly among the greatest films I'll ever look upon and listen to in my entire life.
Original 1st Viewing Review:
So much to talk about... but after all--it's a movie about Yukio Mishima.
And a tremendous one at that.
Mishima's prose is gripping and crushing to me. This felt exactly the same. One can see…
One of my most middle of the line, neutral theatre experiences lol. I have nothing special to say
Edit: Yo this was three hours?? Wtf?? I lost all perception of time like when they get hit with the dead lights, I just zooped out then zooped back in when it finished. I guess that doesn't sit to well for the film.