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Post by Fox in the Snow on Sept 19, 2021 8:24:29 GMT
Poulet au vinaigre (1985, Claude Chabrol) Inspector Lavardin (1986, Claude Chabrol) While I’ve seen close to 100 films by the original French New Wave crew, there is one glaring blindspot. A big fat zero films from Claude Chabrol. Thought it finally time to rectify that. These were perhaps not the best place to start and far from his finest or most representative work, but they were what was available. Decent smalltown detective mysteries with an engaging lead. Enjoyable despite veering a little too close to TV movie territory at times Joan the Maid 1: The Battles (1994, Jacques Rivette) Joan the Maid 2: The Prisons (1994, Jacques Rivette) On to one of the few films I’ve yet to see from my favorite of the French New Wave. The story of Joan of Arc told over close to six hours with the restraint and austerity that marked Rivette’s work from that period Jacques Rivette: The Night Watchman (1994, Claire Denis) – a rare treat for fans like myself. The elusive and enigmatic director in conversation with critic Serge Daney, as well as brief interviews with Bulle Ogier and Jean-Francois Stevenin, two actors who’ve worked with him Under the Skin (2013, Jonathan Glazer) - rewatch - Scarlet Johannsen who may be an alien drives around Scotland picking up men, and… That’s how detractors would describe this bold, abstract, and opaque exercise in pure cinema. Distanced performances, cold, hostile landscapes, an eerie otherworldly soundtrack and some truly jaw dropping visuals. Not for everyone but for me THIS IS CINEMA Frantz (2016, Francois Ozon) – elegant and well told post WWI drama. Stunningly shot in B&W for the most part with some of the emotional highlights effectively rendered in equally gorgeous color. Wholly satisfying Army of the Dead (2021, Zack Snyder) – a ragtag crew of the usual suspects have to infiltrate a walled of Las Vegas overrun with zombies and retrieve $200 million in cash from one of the deserted casino vaults. Big, brash and dumb as it sounds. Slightly redeemed by a couple of mildly enjoyable characters and a somewhat satisfying conclusion 
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