tells us that humans (men?) build patterns to return to that one ephemeral 'true' moment. if you are a woman your image (mirror, veil) will repeat itself as mask under a violence that feeds on itself and slips past you. the schoolgirl, the mother. even though egoyan crafts a film of profound distance and individualization, of projection and disconnect it ends on a note of tenderness. a touch inside the simulation.

mia kirshner u are everything. jenny's backstory for the Actually Good L-Word that only exists in my mind.

I'm like a bird

Apichatpong loml

Der Wald steht schwarz und schweiget.

realistic: liminal, remote hotel haunted by feral old lady ghost

unrealistic: Dorfdisco in rural Austria playing techno

Bette Davis...*chef's kiss*

Breathtakingly beautiful.

What makes a house a house? What makes a home a home? How does memory shape the places we inhabit/ed?

Very interesting approach, loved the spatial dyanmics.

"She looks at the void." - "Yes, but well. She looks at the void well."

Limbo. Intimate strangers, alienated knowledge, violent absence. Eternity. Arborescence. Timelessness. Merging, blurred boundaries of hazily circumscribed subjects. Languid terror.

Fucking perfect. Amazing performances, beautiful images, stunning cinematography, radiant, raw, funny, melancholic and fucking hot.

Deeply somatically uncomfortable, experiential and politically important film which would have maybe worked out better in an art exhibition context than a cinematic one.

A socio-political roovie with a nun as its central character? Dare I say my jam?