Reviews by fernando

Todd Haynes meets Jumanji, or child adventures in a museum, mmmhh, just to rescue the silent film images with Julianne Moore in a Lilian Gish mood...

An actress in crisis, good theme for a moderated narcisistic, korenaoccidentalized referenced director as Sang-soo. Good pre ending in the restaurant with demoralized actress, guilty director and astonished crew. Then tha calm of the seaview.

New kind of blaxploitation, as if the 60s or 70s were in its splendour. Frances McDormand is almost a fantastic heroine, bombing the police station, too much.

Begins as a research on erotic weirdness and ends in an impeachment against abusce and empowerment in the web.

A nouvelle vague sprit, surviving in Corea, with a contagious lovably psicotic girl, decieving herserlf more than other, more than the one man that loves her.

So predictable, affected,almost arty an animalist with human paralell love story; that is uneasy moving.

It makes no sense if you don't understand where the hell is and what an ignored hell could be living in the edges of Orlando. Monster tender kids and and a bigger monster mother, human Dafoe, and an espectacular Magic Kingdom ending.

I love it. The formative summer of real breaking but not broken characters, its a classical european tale, chejovian or whatever, with a great gay bonus.

Franco has real traces of Wiseau, but has one foot well established on the normal side. The first sequence with him/Wiseau hommaging/mocking Brando screaming ¡Stella! in Streecar named desire, is priceless

La frialdad y adultez de los diálogos libra AZ del sentimentalismo de este filón de missing children. Pero hay otro sentimentalismo, el de los padres afectos a sus libertades, a su derecho a la irresponsabilidad, y el de la madre/abuela amargada.