Unsane…hums along with an aggressively engaging energy that hooked me from the start.
What would happen if you were “reborn” as your ideal self? Ahead of its time, John Frankenheimer’s SECONDS (1966) gives a frightening answer to this question.
Del Toro gorges his artistic appetite from all possible angles, but makes the strongest, most human elements secondary to all the visual candy.
Not unlike I Spit on Your Grave and Ms. 45, M.F.A. contains scattered kernels of revelation.
Difficult art doesn’t exist to be accepted and loved. It exists to exist.
Ana Lily Amirpour weaves universes out of pop culture. Her second film, THE BAD BATCH (2016), is her fantasy of America in the 80’s: a post-apocalyptic, skater culture soaked in drugs and glam. It’s lecherous and carnivorous, lonely and outcast from the promised Eden of the 60’s. But with a touch of John Hughes.
Aronofsky has created a film that posits the female as The Other – the source of all inspiration and frustration.
In the end, mother! clings to convention in a story that’s couched in a guise of aesthetic edginess.
When contrasted against last year’s similarly-themed (but far more original) Pet, Berlin Syndrome seems especially disappointing.