brooke A part of me wants to skip this review and say that anyone reading should stop what they’re doing and go watch I Am Not Your Negro, but I’m excited to talk about it. But also, stop what you’re doing and go watch it.
casey I think James Baldwin tends to be an overlooked figure in the history of American civil rights. I wasn’t aware of him until a few years ago, and am not as familiar with his writing as I’d like to be. But I think we’re living in a moment when consciousness about race and racism is higher than it’s ever been in my life, which makes it a perfect time to become (re)acquainted with Baldwin. Fortunately, I Am Not Your Negro is an amazing vessel for that. Read More
brooke Sometimes I can’t decide whether I like Natalie Portman or not.
You’ve got V for Vendetta, in which she does an incredible job
Then there are the Star Wars prequels where she could have been replaced by a cardboard cutout.
I thought her performance in Jackie kind of ran the gamut. Read More
brooke Dang. This documentary is powerful and made me feel heavy.
casey I have an operating hypothesis, which is that America is essentially depraved and bad, and 13th didn’t do much to disabuse me of that notion. But Ava DuVernay is a good enough filmmaker that her documentary on mass incarceration in America is a real gut punch even if, sadly, not much of it came as a surprise.
Before this movie review blog was born, we occasionally wrote about movies over on our other blog, Expert Textperts. This is one of those posts and it’s about 2013 Best Picture nominee and Best Foreign Language Film winner, Amour. Although not on his Great Movies list, Ebert awarded the film 4/4 stars.
Happy Valentine’s Day?
caseyAmour, for those who haven’t seen it, is a film about an elderly French couple, Georges (Jean-Louis Trintignant) and Anne (Emmanuelle Riva). Anne suffers from a stroke early in the film, and the rest is about them coping with her impending death.
brooke What struck me most was the simplicity of the entire film. No pretense, no push for drama or excitement. It’s a simple, down-to-earth look at a couple trying desperately to cope with the difficulties presented them near the end of a long, happy life together. Read More
casey Our little movie blog is a year old!
We originally created it as a way to talk about Roger Ebert’s Great Movies as we worked our way through the list, but it quickly expanded into our writing about almost EVERY movie we watched. It’s a hell of a lot more work, but at least we’ve got plenty of material for a Best of 2016 post.
brooke It’s hard to believe we survived an entire year of watching movies… oh wait, we do that all the time anyway! Oscar nominations are out, people are pissed about all the snubs, and now it’s time to do some snubbing of our own.
Seriously though, 2016 was a great year for movies and there’s a lot to look back on. Have you got a top five list to share with the good readers of Brooke and Casey at the Movies? Read More
casey What a steaming pile of boring nonsense for washed up boomer jocks.
brooke I hated this movie. I think I guffawed once or twice, but it was because the jokes were so bad that I couldn’t believe someone took the effort to write them down
casey I don’t think I hated it so much as I found it incredibly tedious, like someone took every college movie montage ever made said “Screw it, let’s do that for a whole movie.” It’s two hours of self-congratulatory, boozy frat boy nostalgia. Read More
caseyLate Spring is the second Yasujirō Ozu film we’ve watched for our Great Movies project, following his 1959 work Floating Weeds. It took me minute to get in sync with its rhythm, but once I did I thought it was pretty damned great.
brooke Despite a few spots that dragged, I found it incredibly enjoyable
casey And compared to Floating Weeds (or maybe because if it!), I felt more connected with the characters and themes despite parts of it remaining a bit opaque.
casey If I had to sum up Silence in one word, it would be a word that somehow encompasses the following: slow, punishing, frustrating, tedious, unrelenting, reverential, and…good(?)
In the words of Hobie Doyle: it’s…complicated.
brooke You forgot heavy. It’s a heavy film and it had me in a trance.
If I could change one thing, I think there might have been a better lead than Andrew Garfield, but we can get into that later. Read More
casey Particularly if your apocalyptic fantasies are wrapped up in a cartoonishly pretentious hippie fantasy that includes weapons training, calisthenics, mandatory time blocs for reading great literature, and celebrations of Noam Chomsky’s birthday.
brooke Seriously, Noam Chomsky day had me rolling my eyes so hard I thought I’d snap an optic nerve.
But it wasn’t a bad movie? I just didn’t enjoy it that much. Read More