When you recognise the last bit of magic that winds down the film when the final pairing - the musicians - say, "Let's start tuning" and this documentary of cable car polyglossia hums with the variega...
A soppy post ahead in occasion of the rare 昙花一现 - with five epiphyllum blooms last night. The night-blooming cereus blooms the brightest and hardest for only a few hours past midnight and fade by dawn...
Okay yes, I know I'm late to the mandatory end-of-year "Films I Watched and Recommend" list. I watched a grand total of 100 films last year and probably more (not counting cuts of films in post-produc...
People Power Bombshell: The Diary of Vietnam Rose by John Torres (Philippines) is one of the most phenomenal films I've seen this year. Even as I told John Torres I had no damn clue what was going on...
RIP Seijun Suzuki. Perhaps Zigeunerweisen (1980) made little sense but it was a thing of beauty and I recall the saddening madness of A Tale of Sorrow and Sadness (1977) and the pulp fun ofY...
Facebook tells me we met seven years ago but "a little bird told me" we really met more than that and at the back of an Orchard Road building and several years later, again on a film set.
RIP Abbas Kiarostami. With every viewing of your films, your love letters to Iran and to Life itself - all of its happenings and miracles however minute, the narrowest of streams trickling through vas...
More than just young love, the expansive subtleties of Yoshifumi Kondō's 1995 film, Whisper of the Heart, makes it quietly overwhelming. I can't even think of where to begin, from the small joys of sp...
