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#41
2024 In Film / Re: The Brutalist (Corbet)
Last post by Alexandro - March 09, 2025, 07:54:50 PM
Yeah, this was way better than the few comments on this thread led me to believe. The PTA comparisons are nonsense, of course, so they shouldn't be relevant. Characters being ciphers are part of the point, I think. That they become symbols more than dramatic characters is not a mistake... it's very clearly by design. Yeah, someone like PTA would never do that, but that's why it makes no sense to even compare... on it's own the film is great. I was never less than impressed with everything, often moved and involved with Laszlo's odyssey. Loved the anti dramatic ending. Really daring, cool stuff. Super odd to call it lifeless and inert. If that's the case give me more inert movies to go please. Between this and Anora I would say independent American cinema has great hopes for the future.
#42
The Director's Chair / Re: Robert Rodriguez
Last post by WorldForgot - March 06, 2025, 09:13:43 AM
Fan-Investor studio launch

Robert Rodriguez hopes to take crowdsourcing into a zone of investment return.

"EVERY fan-INVESTOR WILL have AN OPPORTUNITY to SUBMIT ONE FILM idea. All will be reviewed. finalists will BE SELECTED TO pitch live TO ROBERT. ONE WINNER WILL GET THEIR IDEA developed as part of THE SLATE."

$250 entry price lol
The tier-list is dense with 'perks' most notably a workshop with Robert Rodriguez at the $5k investment level.
#43
The Art Gallery / Re: Teeth Poems
Last post by PinkTeeth - March 01, 2025, 08:02:30 PM
DEAR LORBO
Dedicated to Sandy Campbell

Dear Lorbo,
You do not know me, and sadly, we will never meet... But I'm writing you a letter, cuz, your Mom I met last week.
She came into the restaurant on a crowded Tuesday night, sat alone way in the corner, ordered a single glass of wine.
It was clear she was not happy, and in fact seemed quite distraught... She didn't engage or pay attention, just sat focused on her thoughts...
Before I closed down to clean up, I felt compelled to ask: "Everything okay, Ma'am? Anything I could get you? Would you like another glass...?"
She looked up and said, "To be honest, I'm not doing good at all... Today's been really hard for me..." and a tear began to fall...
She said, "I lost my Son 5 years ago, and I still don't know what to do... I spend all day at the beach, And... I don't know what else to do... I miss him every single day, and I'm angry that he's gone... I don't want to be here anymore If I cannot be his Mom."

It broke my heart. I took a seat, and everything just stopped. I reached out and she took my hand, and for a moment didn't talk.
The I asked her about your name and age, and she said "His name is Lauren, and he was 38." She told me how you went by "Lorbo," and how you loved to play music, and surf, and skate.
She told me about your seizures, and about the life you lived in Carp. How, "Everybody loved you," and how big you left your mark.
She said, "I'm surprised you didn't know him..." And I said, "I'm fairly new in town..." Then I felt the need to share with her some similarities I'd found.
I said, "I too am 38, and in fact, I used to be epileptic..." And she got real scared and asked me if I surf, and I said, "No... In no way am I athletic... And I'm happy to say I actually haven't had a seizure in years..."
...And a wave of relief rolled across her face and washed away her fears.

Without a word, we both stood up, and held each other close. I thought about my Mother, for whom I love the most.
I opened up my heart and let you in, so she might feel you too. I hugged her with all the love a Son has for his Mother, like I know you used to do. 
And for a moment, we did not exist as anything but love. Love for each other, Love for our family, Love for life, and everything above.
Then a tap on the shoulder, let me know of an order, and I apologetically told her, "I must go shuck oysters..."
She gave a little laugh, and wiped the tears from her chin, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm glad I came in."
And I haven't been able to stop thinking of you both since that day. She said she'd come back and visit, and I honestly cannot wait.
And I know you're proud of her, that she's still moving forward, Still Stands! She made it out of bed that day and got her feet in the sand.
And likewise, I know she's proud of you, A Pride That Never Ends. That fact that your no longer with us, yet still making new friends!
It's a testament to your spirit, and maybe to your mother's spirt more so...
So tonight, I lift my heart and raise a glass: Here's To Sandy and To Lorbo!!!

Peace & Love Always,
Your friend,
John Michael
#45
The Grapevine / Re: Nolan's THE ODYSSEY
Last post by WorldForgot - February 24, 2025, 10:50:12 PM
#46
David Lynch / Re: HALFBORN: An Inland Empire...
Last post by ono - February 22, 2025, 07:56:38 PM
I'm trying to go over the audiobook and find where it was mentioned. But now I can't find it. It's around chapter 29 that Inland Empire is talked about but I've scanned that chapter and the surrounding ones a couple times and I haven't found it. So maybe it's before or after it. It's weird that I can't remember what the two items were besides the light bulb. I wonder if I'm making it up. Chat GPT can't seem to find it either. Not that I would expect it to. It's a pretty obscure trivia tidbit.
#47
David Lynch / Re: HALFBORN: An Inland Empire...
Last post by Jeremy Blackman - February 22, 2025, 01:53:00 PM
Here's a PDF of my chapter on TIME TRAVEL. (Again, unfinished, but pretty close.)
#48
David Lynch / Re: HALFBORN: An Inland Empire...
Last post by Jeremy Blackman - February 22, 2025, 01:11:23 PM
Quote from: ono on February 21, 2025, 08:56:53 PMIn Room to Dream, if I'm not mistaken, Lynch gave the actor that played the phantom of choice of three props to hold and one of them was a light bulb. So I'm not sure if you've seen that passage. And I'm not sure if I'm accurate. But have you taken that into consideration in your analysis? This means your interpretation may need to be tweaked.

The light bulb is one thing I could never really make sense of, so... that definitely sheds some light on the matter, so to speak. Thanks.

A few years ago I wrote something much longer on Inland Empire but never quite finished. It's actually pretty close, but I would want to revisit the movie and scrutinize everything I wrote. As is, it's about 25k words long.
#49
David Lynch / Re: HALFBORN: An Inland Empire...
Last post by ono - February 21, 2025, 08:56:53 PM
In Room to Dream, if I'm not mistaken, Lynch gave the actor that played the phantom of choice of three props to hold and one of them was a light bulb. So I'm not sure if you've seen that passage. And I'm not sure if I'm accurate. But have you taken that into consideration in your analysis? This means your interpretation may need to be tweaked.
#50
News and Theory / Re: Horror
Last post by WorldForgot - February 21, 2025, 01:06:44 PM
Adam Nayman taking Osgood Perkins (and Damien Leone) to task

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These days, it seems that everybody making horror movies wants to be Romero or Peele—except maybe Damien Leone, the creator of the popular and ultraviolent Terrifier series, who recently ignited controversy on social media by insisting that his trilogy was "not, in any way, shape, or form, a political franchise."

The catalyst for Leone's comments was a series of posts by Terrifier stars David Howard Thornton and Lauren LaVera criticizing the cruelty unleashed online under the second Trump administration. "If you're going to come on to my page, claiming you're a fan, and then insult the LGTBQ community, then you can f@ck all the way off," wrote Thornton, whose portrayal of the dead-eyed, rictus-grinning serial killer Art the Clown has turned the character into a 21st-century horror icon. Without referring specifically to Thornton's post—or the comments that led up to it—Leone tried to play peacemaker. He was also, possibly, playing dumb. "I'm all for freedom of speech and expression," explained Leone, even as it was clear he didn't exactly appreciate his collaborators speaking their minds. "I did not get into filmmaking to become a politician, or promote any political agendas or ideologies, especially through a killer clown movie," he added. "I fell in love with horror movies as a form of pure entertainment and those are the films I like to make."

Whether Leone was being clueless or careerist is hard to say. Either way, it's unfortunate that a filmmaker with a certain talent for going too far seems determined to stake out the rhetorical middle ground.  There's no such thing as pure entertainment, of course, and the Terrifier movies don't have to be partisan to touch a nerve. Somewhere, there's a paper on the relationship between sadism and authoritarianism being written with Art the Clown's name in it. What makes the movies potent—and fascinating to analyze—is the way they lay bare Leone's agenda, which is basically extremity itself. There's no need to separate Art from the artist since they're operating in the same register; Leone's bogeyman is endearing because he's so eager to please. The giddy delight that Howard's carnivalesque antihero takes in his brutal craft works best as an extension of his creator's exuberance in turning multiplexes into grindhouses.

Leone is within his rights to believe that his own movies aren't worth thinking about too deeply. He's also not alone. Last summer, Osgood Perkins—riding high before the surprise box office success of his occult thriller Longlegs—singled out the Terrifier series for dismissal, telling The Hollywood Reporter that Leone's movies were "the opposite of what I want to be putting into my brain." Perkins's choice of words is interesting insofar as Longlegs is a movie about what happens when people's headspaces are penetrated by malign influences, which is what makes it enjoyable as a supernatural thriller and bogus as social commentary (in this version of Middle America, men who commit acts of domestic violence can literally claim that the devil made them do it). Meanwhile, a case can be made that the Terrifier films and The Monkey are effectively kindred spirits as exercises in jaw-dropping gore-ography.

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