If Crazy Rich Asians walked so Minari could run, The Quiet Migration is leisurely pacing on a different road and microdosing LSD.
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I would like to begin this review with a conclusion. Put simply, Eleanor Catton’s Sydney Writers’ Festival talk left me…
The Estonian smoke sauna is a place of healing, both physically and spiritually. It is also the vehicle through which Anna Hint’s feature length documentary Smoke Sauna Sisterhood explores the glory of collective femininity.
The festival was a community within itself with something for everyone. Despite hosting more than 1500 people, the space was conducive to everyone being able to enjoy the art and move at their own pace.
Western filmmakers are usually obsessed with this sullen idea of the third-world, that they forget to turn their cameras towards the joyful mundanities of people’s lives.
Monster crafts a mystery with a clever structure, providing a Rashomon-style morality tale for a current generation. Yet beyond this already playful and gripping structure, Hirokazu sticks to his signature style by breaking the expectations of the genre.
It’s been a ride for Asian representation on Hollywood screens these past couple of years. Past Lives is posited securely within this reappraisal, though no other film has touched me in quite the same way that this film has.
Even as someone who isn’t a big fan of horror, I can see the enduring appeal and relevance of Carrie as per its adaption in the musical. At its heart, it’s a very human story that questions what it takes for good people to do terrible things.
Tongans are proud people, they will do anything and everything to show their pride of culture – even create a brass band.
Instead of copping a ticket to the newest Wes Anderson that will inevitably get a wide release in two months, see something that may never show in Australia again.