By setting his film in the surreal world of dreaming, Buñuel casts himself as a jester rather than as an Old Testament prophet, crying “Woe, woe.” Awake, this assemblage might have been too much for the old man’s equanimity; while they sleep, it is enough that he skip about them, poking them keenly with his rattle.
“…I have, gradually, come to think that there is something truly admirable in a country that codifies the responsibility for self defense. Pity it doesn’t make use of it.”
Sue Lyon makes Lolita a mirror of the popular culture and as alarming a harbinger of Western civilization’s imminent collapse as I can remember.
I am not certain what it means to call Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining “the first epic horror film,” as the ads are quoting Jack Kroll of Newsweek, but surely it is one of the strangest of them.
Full Metal Jacket certainly isn’t what we expect a Vietnam movie to be. Then again, it’s only secondarily a movie about the war. First and foremost, this is a Kubrick movie
Oliver Stone’s Platoon, about a group of American infantrymen in Vietnam between 1967 and 1968, is the first Hollywood film about this country’s Southeast Asian adventure that’s just a war movie