Saturday, July 26, 2014

film review review, column.
                           Manohla Dargis The New York Times, with Orr at The Atlantic, no human rights fan if aware, or in a state I would like to live in, if it were reality.

putted by how Hoffman is given filmic time in A Most Wanted Man because he was hired to be given filmic time, Dargis exceeds even Michiko Harakiri in her banzai interpretation of a new wave auteur like Luc Robert Bresson, an ex cure', these days an inevitable child.fu*er of La Femme Nikita's charge  as Nikita Besson, in an effort to compete with demonological nomenklature, and Scarlett Johansson in her inevitable wear, tawdry, and body art, dangly, an easily comprehensible commoner candidate for a quick suture and done crime deal, forced to fight her way out of a confederate colon like a suffocating gerbil and die, in someone.s mind,  from the inevitability of the process, when the film dares to  present the psychic balance between body and chemical, and its process in montage, for one, when called into play, no matter what her resentment of non derivative structures.

1.13PM. Just saw the trailer telling the story of a woman force implanted also DNA altering drugs as a forced volunteer of human experimentation, making it work for herself in the best possible worlds, the latter being what probably generated the worst of reviews.

Regardless of the actual convictions of both the director and the lead, which may be byzantine until, say, the presentation of the film at a festival meant to damage its producers, and barring the draw cliche' applied by the unimaginative to trailers, the film, perhaps for those very same reasons, and others, seems to be telling a story worth remembering, either as a whole or in discrete bits, whose is anybody's guess.


Summer Podunk Blockbuster: Robert De Niro in Wandas, the Puertorrrrrrrrrrrican street prostitute lounging  as a Touch of Evil @ Benito.s WWI & WWII on Mulberry Street.

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