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Well that's it for MNPP until 2018, folks. Per annual usual we're off the week between Christmas + New Years, taking the time to recuperate what little remains of out addled brains (which in this year's instance translates to "going to see Call Me By Your Name every day at least once"). I hope everyone gets all their Jollies off, and I'll see you back here on January 2nd. If we're not dead, anyway! And if you need something to read while I'm offline here's a few reviews of movies coming out or expanding over the holidays:
My review of Michael Haneke's Happy End HERE
My review of PTA's Phantom Thread HERE
My review of Molly's Game HERE
My review of I, Tonya HERE
My first piece on Call Me By Your Name HERE
My second piece on Call Me By Your Name HERE
All of my many posts on Call Me By Your Name HERE
See you in 2018!!!
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6 comments:
Thanks for all your enjoyable writing and the relentless CMBYN coverage!
FINALLY saw CMBYN last night and I can't get it out of my brain. It's just digging deeper.
Enjoy the holidays Jason!
Happy holidays and thanks for your wonderful coverage of Call me By Your Name.
I wish you a Merry Christmas and an a very Happy Holiday. I need to thank you for your enjoyable writing. It has been uplifting for me in a real fucked up year. I thoroughly enjoyed your CMBYN coverage - it got me more excited day-by-day. I am really excited for when it opens in my town (Jan. 19), I am going to have to RE-read ALL your prior posts to get me through it! Keep up the great writing in the new year - and thanks for all the super Gratuitous Posts this past year, most notably; Juliano Cazarre, Aaron Taylor-Johnson and the delicious Morgan Spector. PEACE.
And and I too finally saw CMBYN with my husband. I have to admit, I skipped reading your posts about it. I like going to films with as little information as possible. Now I can go back, there’s a lot of reading for me to do.
I loved the film. I’ve liked the director’s other films, but always felt slightly alienated by their artsy style. CMBYN wasn’t Luca saying “look at me and look at what I can do.” It feels so unselfconscious, and pure. And I can only think that this is partly coming from James Ivory’s guiding hand. It feels like watching a Merchant Ivory film, and yet their films never were heavily punctuated by the likes of Michael Stulbargs amazing scene at the end. As soon as he started with his consoling tone, tears were flowing. What a revelation. It was like he was coming out to his son as a parent of a gay son, not the other way around. This is a context that feels correct, in a presentation that is not didactic or propagandistic. Like waking up in the matrix, but to find a better world, a utopian world that we are not allowed into. So beautiful, so unforgettable.
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