I watched The Fits yesterday night. I keep letting myself in for these experiences that are not, for me, the most satisfying when I watch these art house films. They’re so beautiful to watch. Often as not, the cinematography is beautiful and the plot is a seductive jigsaw puzzle. But also often as not, that irresistible mystery at the plots core is left unresolved.
Maybe you’re someone who is totally fine with that, in which case this is the list for you! But being someone who loves closure, I always feel frustrated and honestly a bit distressed by the lack of resolution. And because I do truly enjoy the viewing experience, I’m not likely to learn my lesson anytime soon.
So a collection of unorthodox films verging on the incoherent, with philosophical themes and symbolic overtones? Aesthetically pleasing and little-known? Films centered on women? Finales that leave you biting your lip and obsessively googling to find “the meaning”? Here you go. Continue reading “Movies: Surreal, Suspenseful, Artsy, and Female-Centric”
I’m leaving on Friday (in all likelihood) for my final semester of university. As always, I have very ambivalent feelings about my triumphant return. Less free time is both a good and bad thing, though I’ve never had a hard time keeping myself occupied. More dancing is also a mixed bag, as is nearing the end of my university experience. For someone as… insular as I am, even being around my friends comes with conflicting feelings.
And an aside: The title of this post references Smiles of a Summer Night, an Ingmar Bergman title. And I haven’t seen it and never will because I simply can’t bear with Ingmar Bergman. I’ve tried many times.
I’m in a mad dash to catch up on 2016 movies. I recently caught The Neon Demon and have Allied playing in the background as I type this. I’ve decided it’s not worthy of my full attention (but more on that in a future post).
I’m thinking about what my goals should be for this coming semester, after having completely failed at my fall semester ones (namely dance more and see more of people that I’m going to miss post-graduation. And of course, those will be carried over (in some form) to this semester. Continue reading “Smiles of a Spring Semester”