I appreciate the impulse here—the genuine pleasure of walking out of a movie theater on a cold night with your head full of images that won't behave, that insist on connecting themselves to other things you've seen, other worlds you've wandered through. There's something honest about this kind of associative drift, the way a scene from Osgood Perkins suddenly calls up Kati Horna, and you're off down the rabbit hole of masks and mirrors and women who knew how to traffic in the genuinely strange.
What a beautiful post. I was so entranced by this film. Everything about the imagery, score, writing, and overall tone was so wonderfully affecting, disjointed, and jarring in the most beautiful way. I feel like the critics missed the memo.
I did not make these connections. This is why I subscribe. Thank you.
I appreciate the impulse here—the genuine pleasure of walking out of a movie theater on a cold night with your head full of images that won't behave, that insist on connecting themselves to other things you've seen, other worlds you've wandered through. There's something honest about this kind of associative drift, the way a scene from Osgood Perkins suddenly calls up Kati Horna, and you're off down the rabbit hole of masks and mirrors and women who knew how to traffic in the genuinely strange.
Sabina, I NEED you to write a book asap
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What a beautiful post. I was so entranced by this film. Everything about the imagery, score, writing, and overall tone was so wonderfully affecting, disjointed, and jarring in the most beautiful way. I feel like the critics missed the memo.
Thank you for reading!
I am watching it now. Pretty atmospheric.
Atmospheric!!! I must see.