The film starts with an X-ray of a man's stomach while the narrator announces that our protagonist is dying of stomach cancer. There is no traditional suspense. We don't get that in life either. This is not a question of whether our hero will live or die. This is the story about whether he'll be... Continue Reading →
No one can serve his parents beyond the grave: Tokyo Story (1953)
The saddest story of all time comes from Tokyo. Yasujirō Ozu's Tokyo Story (1953) depicts a universal heartbreak by telling a story of an elderly couple — Tomi and Shūkichi — who travel to Tokyo to visit their children. The film does not exploit the moments in which children ignore their parents because they're busy... Continue Reading →
50 years ahead of its time: Some Like It Hot (1959)
In 2017, BBC conducted a poll to announce the funniest movie ever made, and the winner was Billy Wilder’s Some Like It Hot (1959). Its plot is a classic screwball plot: two musicians dress in drag and go through an adventure, with romantic elements along the way. Curtis and Lemmon as Josephine and Daphne. Joe, played by Tony Curtis having... Continue Reading →
75% of silent movies have been lost, but we still have one found in a mental hospital
In my early twenties, the thought of watching a black and white film was already devastating, but watching a silent black and white film seemed like, well, it’ll be a cold day in hell before I do that. Turns out, with the apocalypse and everything around us, that might be the case. I watch my... Continue Reading →
Sidney, it’s brilliant: 12 Angry Men (1957)
I first watched Sidney Lumet’s 12 Angry Men (1957) in my bed, and at the very instant the film was over, I regretted watching it like this instead of in a theater. Little did I know that our local independent theater will screen it only a couple of months later, and I finally got the opportunity to... Continue Reading →
I hated black and white movies: the case of Citizen Kane
Having the urge to find out what the big fuss was about, I was merely 20 years old when I first watched Orson Welles’s Citizen Kane (1941). I was bored as hell and considered myself so clever and educated for figuring out there was nobody in the room when Kane uttered his famous last word. As education... Continue Reading →