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One of the things I respect so much about the Toy Story franchise is its blend of a cynical viewpoint on the world with the spice of childish allegories. The plastic members of the cast, like children, see how tiny they are in comparison to the great world of scary things out there. They find… Continue reading The Purpose of Plastic: Toy Story
Like our partially improvised subject today, this personal review will have all its pieces laid out as if on the table in a neat little order that doesn't make sense at first, and then it will hurriedly wrap itself into a semi-coherent bow. Let's fast forward past the film a bit. Let Them All Talk… Continue reading Let Them All Talk About The Past
Pull up Facebook on your Macs, hold your poker cards close, and get ready to handle the truth, because today we're going to be talking about an Aaron Sorkin movie. I am currently a student at Columbia College Chicago, which is just off the loop in the city. Now I know being a student at… Continue reading The Trial of the Chicago 7: “We’re gonna try something else.”
Few feelings in the entire world thrill me more than the tingling sensation in your stomach when you walk out of a movie theater having seen a great film. It is an experience akin to waking from a dream: turning the movie over in your head, laughing over the characters with your friends, chewing on… Continue reading Why should I read your reviews?
In the late 1920s and the early 1930s, a new appliance started to move into American homes. Only this was not an appliance with a practical purpose, but an entertaining one. Home television sets have plagued American filmmakers since their inception, and by the 1950s many directors were trying new ways of getting audiences in their seats. Most common… Continue reading Society’s Colors in All That Heaven Allows
As those practicing real estate might repeat their mantra “Location! Location! Location!”, so should filmmakers similarly recite “Repetition! Repetition! Repetition!”. Repetition, similar to location, does not stand on its own. It is not the foundation, nor any part of the structure of the film itself, but when correctly wielded it becomes one of the strongest tools for executing your goals, whether… Continue reading A Technical Review of Repetition in Fritz Lang’s M
Charlie Kaufman in his infinite anxiety has blessed us with another interior monologue veiled in film. Wrapped in his own head is the abyss of death and life whose frigid edges gnaw at our unused moments. The man is clearly so scared of getting up in the morning. Someone please check on him. How appropriate… Continue reading Internal Eternity in I’m Thinking of Ending Things
