This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
My second Almodovar, my first in 6 years. I quite liking the campy fun of Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, but man does the final chapter of All About My Mother get goofy in a bad way. Perhaps the soap opera tone is part of Almodovar’s charm that I’ve yet to be attuned to, but it really came across as corny on this watch. “This baby might cure AIDS” was a wild final inning twist. With that…
Short and bittersweet. Contains some of the most striking shots and sequences I’ve ever seen animated. Perhaps a bit slight by the end, I began to feel but it didn’t push me fully into those feelings. It felt like crying blue balls, this could’ve made me cry at 70-80 minutes for sure.
One of the best breakup movies in recent memory. Also one of the most brutal. Unrelenting in its portrayal of our desperation in the face of abandonment. We’ll mutilate ourselves beyond recognition if it means having things our way, leaving us with nothing but a pathetic “I told you so”. But who even is “I” at that point? Who is “you”?
Once again a modern movie with tons of praise drives me to the theater and I leave feeling like I saw something decidedly generic and messy. It happened with The Wild Robot, Problemista, Spider-Verse 2, Dune, the list goes on. I hate when people use their reviews to say “everyone else is wrong” because that’s such a lazy way to approach film criticism. Peoples’ subjective experiences are their own and it’s okay to possess an unpopular opinion! With that said, I…
