"Even now, many years later, his heart always lurches at the sight of a woman in a red trench coat."
I don't get how people who are serious about life and culture are not serious about their movies. There's a new film out called Picasso and Braque Go To The Movies and the premise of it is that artists like Picasso were greatly influenced by film. A prominent voice behind the movie belongs to Martin Scorcese who is a major proponent of film is an art form.
I'm in the middle of watching Paris Je T'eime. It is a compilation of eighteen

Number seven blew me away: “Bastille” by Isabel Coixet. It starts off being about a man who is on the verge of telling his wife that he's having an affair and wants a divorce. It then takes a turn and has a clear arc; a well developed beginning, middle, and end adding up to a complete film that could have been two riveting hours long. Coixet does it all in five minutes. This one little film epitomizes film as a high art form. Beautiful.
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I have to admit; I hated that movie. It was just so arch and shallow.
I think we have different tastes.
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