Mini-Review: Extremelly conflicting when considering how much enjoyment can be gained from it, but immensenly impressive achievement in capturing the most arduous and tedious of peasant life. I found it especially interesting how the use of silence is progressed throughout the film, in techniques of the present and past age, and narratively speaking.
Mini-Review: Rating these movies requires way more thought than any of them deserve. Sidenote: Everyone watch FitForDanga's link. It is one of the most comprehensive reviews I've ever witnessed, while being hilarious, and even, insightful. And he does it in a full 70 minutes while barely touching on one of the worst aspects of it - Jar Jar. Amazing.
Mini-Review: It can seem to unfold slowly, but it's the scope of the narrative and attention to detail that makes this work so well. A remarkably well done and modern suspense film from an old master of it.
Mini-Review: Works in accordance to your interest in this subject, as it presents the propaganda with as little interference as possible. Makes a great companion piece with The Sorrow and the Pity.
Mini-Review: So I went into this with an understanding of a consensus that Soderbergh's entry was irrelevant [partly true in consideration to the main theme, but I still got enjoyment out of it], Antonioni was trash [Boobs are aplenty, but it offers characteristically ambiguous and succulent text/characters. It just doesn't express itself fully in the brief time], & that Kar Wai Wong was the highlight [actually the dullest entry, a kind of In the Mood For Love spasm with no bite]. Hmm.
Mini-Review: A genuine article of post-war Germany with all the confusion and despair that comes with it. Not the best example in acting but some remarkable photographic compositions come through - just the fact that this was made is amazing.
Mini-Review: Consistently blurs the line between reality, an inside look in the movie business, & the reality that movies create in the most exhilarating and entertaining way possible. Peter O'Toole is his usual fantastic self as a megalomaniac. Easy to enjoy, but not so much as to be taken for granted.
Mini-Review: Holy shit De Palma. This really isn't a good movie at all. For something that's at least part musical the music ranges from bland to terrible, and some of the acting (specifically in lead) looks like it belongs in a Troma production, but I gotta admire how cracked-out he made this variant on the two myths. Both embracing the absurdity of its times and ridiculing.
Mini-Review: Deserved classic status. Kathleen Byron's turn towards the second half approachs something of the level of German Expressionism, and like everything else here, it's deliriously excellent. The cinematography and use of technicolor is un-fucking-believable.
Mini-Review: A super-restrained eastern style (not exactly Ozu, no matter how indebted it might feel) of subtle mannerisms and sparse text. Not the easiest to get into, but very satisfying, especially visually.