a bright wall in a dark room: Lars and the Real Girl (2007) →

AN ISLAND NEVER CRIES
by Chad P.
“The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence.” - Thomas Wolfe
The Room (Editor’s note: Sidney is telling me I gotta see this movie. Looks so bad/awesome.)
a bright wall in a dark room.: The Big Lebowski →
The Coens are joyful artists. Their patter might add up to something, but it also exists for the pleasure of the play. I have no doubt that they created Lebowski because it’s exactly the film they’d want to watch. They retain the bemusement, disdain, playfulness, and lust of teenagers. What else might you expect from filmmakers whose first foray was a Super 8 short called Henry Kissinger, Man on the Go? (read more)
Malick understands the aesthetic potential of sound. The sound design on his four features—Badlands (1973), Days of Heaven (1978), The Thin Red Line (1998) and The New World (2005)—marries precision and depth and is as meticulously timed and orchestrated as his editing. In a review of The New World, I described the director’s style as “epic naturalism,” a mode that combines “classical Hollywood production values (including Cinemascope photography and an eclectic symphonic score) with a documentary approach to narrative, characterization, and editing.” These aspects might seem incompatible—Hollywood gloss plus indie grit. But in Malick’s films they work in tandem, and sound design is a big part of the reason why.
Malick’s attention to detail is positively Kubrickian. I once got an email from a researcher entrusted with gathering bird sounds for The New World. She told me that Malick had contacted her and her ornithologist colleagues asking if they could help fill the movie’s soundscape with recordings of every Jamestown-area bird that still existed today. If a particular bird was extinct, he wanted a recording of a species that was somewhere in the ballpark. They spent weeks gathering birdsong recordings, and they all ended up in the movie, mostly unadorned.
Terence Malick’s The New World






