It’s that time again. Time to visit the library. Although, I must confess that I’m trying to take more advantage of my NetFlix account. So from now on, the library loot will actually consist of my NetFlix for the week as well as the stuff I check out.
Port of Call was certainly a solid film. But it was almost unrecognizable as a Bergman film. It was like watching Kurbick’s earlier stuff like The Killing. It’s okay, but a little disappointing when you’re expecting the same caliber of work, or rather the same tone and mood that he produced later in his career. I probably won’t be watching this again.
Autumn Sonata on the other hand was quite fantastic. It stars Ingrid Bergman, and it was the only film that Ingrid and Ingmar collaborated on. I can’t be over how much she looks like Isabella Rossellini. Or rather the other way around. It was exactly the type of film I wanted it to be, and it quickly takes a place in my top ten favorite Bergman films.
The Hustler was much better than I’d imagined it to be. I don’t usually like this type of movie (i.e. films based around a character that is wicked talented at some game like billiards, or poker, but who’s greatest enemy is himself…). I haven’t seen a ton of Paul Newman films, but the always manages to impress me.
The Seventh Continent may very well be my new favorite Michael Haneke piece. I went in to it completely ignorant as to its subject matter. I would highly recommend if you want to watch it to do the same. I will say it’s very well paced with delightfully shocking plots. Not disturbingly shocking, like Funny Games.
I watched Taking Woodstock before I watched Woodstock: Three Days of Peace and Music. And in this context, I thought it was a solid film. I still kind of do. The main actor lacked some star power, and it certainly doesn’t have that shiny glare of perfectionism that we so often see from Lee, but it interesting and amusing.
Then I watched Woodstock: Three Days of Peace and Music. I was a little intimidated that the documentary was split up on two DVDs. It ended up running just under four hours, but OMFG, this was a freaking fantastic film. I don’t even like music from the sixties’ usually, but I loved all four hours. It really did make me wish I was a draft dodging hippie in the sixties. If that’s any indication.
Here’s this week’s loot: