This kitty comes to us from Tom Tykwer’s Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (2006), recently named by reader Christianne as one of the best horror movies of the past decade, and recently reviewed by Andreas over at 366 Weird Movies. It’s got a half-naked Ben Whishaw and the sonorous voice of Alan Rickman; what more could you want? How about some links?
- PopMatters’ 100 Essential Directors series is going strong, now up through the letter H. It’s full of short, well-written profiles of great directors—and Andreas is a contributor! You can read his take on Cassavetes.
- This article from The Independent asking “What happened to movie music?” has to be read to believed. It’s really, really dumb. (Guy Lodge proffers an intelligent retort.)
- Craig Snyder takes on “Fear and loathing on Brokeback Mountain.”
- Kelli Marshall thanks Gene Kelly for not directing Cabaret.
- Author Jason Zinoman with “Five Astounding Revelations About the Horror Movies You Love.”
- Depressing news. Not only did Satoshi Kon die of cancer, but his last project, Dreaming Machine, is in crisis. Can’t they get a Kickstarter going or something? We need more Kon!
- From the new Bright Lights Film Journal, Terri Carney writes “Still Hungover: Todd Phillips and Rape Culture,” a fantastic critique of unbridled misogyny in jokeless comedies.
- Over on Twitter, Nathan Donarum explains why Cars 2 probably won’t get an Oscar nomination. I hope he’s right!
Alas, no truly surprising search terms this week… but tune in next Friday, and that just might change.
Alice
Ash
I liked 40 year old Virgin. :(
From the looks of it, Adam Sternbergh doesn’t totally dislike it—he just considers it the poster boy for a potentially insidious new trend in American comedy. After all, he does call it “brick through the window of mainstream comedy… like a cool breeze let into a stifling room.”
Unfortunately, I haven’t seen enough Apatow/Phillips movies to comment with any authority; I just thought Sternbergh’s article was worth linking to Terri Carney’s.
Okay. i was just a bit down that Sternbergh at first seemed to be blaming it. I love Paul Rudd and usually enjoy his roles in the Apatow movies (my very favorite Rudd movie being Role Models), so I guess I got a little touchy. Hell, he was the only thing great in Knocked up,