I was prancing excitedly across the full spectrum of the social-media landscape this weekend as I not only attended both the Opening Night party of the
New York Film Festival (aka Film Prom) once again this year but also got to go to the World Premiere of the new Godzilla movie! I've long made my Godzilla-Nerd status well-known so this was what the kids are calling a "bucket list" item for me -- and it wasn't just the screening itself but also the after party as seen above! By the time the weekend was over I'd seen Scarlett Johansson perched on Colin Jost's knee; I got to tell Mike Leigh 'Thank you" for his movies to his face (he just serenely nodded), and...
Well okay I was really drunk at that point in the evening and I am a little bit embarassed about it now. But he did smile back so hopefully he took it in good stride. (And I'm seeing him do a Talk at the fest tomorrow night so god I hope he doesn't recognize me lol.) Anyway honestly my fest could end right now, I'm flying cloud-nine-style from those two beauties -- but not just the parties. I've now seen two dozen NYFF movies and there's barely been a bad apple in the bunch. (You can keep track of what I'm screening as ever
on the Letterboxd, with a list dedicated
entirely to NYFF movies.)
All that said I have had two NYFF reviews drop over the weekend but I haven't linked to them here yet! And that's no good. So let's. First up -- and I hate to start out negative but hey, let's get the bad vibes outta the way up front I guess -- you can read my thoughts on Ira Sachs' disappointing latest called
The Man I Love right here. Y'all know I love Ira Sachs's movies but I did worry when Rami Malek was cast in this that might prove be its death knell, and... well it's not entirely that dire, as everything that's
not Rami Malek works. Tom Sturridge is phenomonal, for one. But I found every single moment of Malek's performance phony, inexplicable, and often downright embarassing. I was willing to give him a chance after the horror show that was
Bophemian Rhapsody but this performance is D.O.A. in all of the same terrible and hammy ways. Somebody stop him!
Thankfully the other review that's now dropped is much more favorable (and just as queer!) with my thoughts on the incredible Sandra Hüller's work playing a woman living life as a man in 17th century Germany in Markus Schleinzer's film
Rose -- read the review right here. Hüller is tremendous in it -- completely captivating even at her most still, but what I think most people will underrate when it comes to this movie is its sly humor. Given what this movie is about you'd be right to anticipate terrible things, but Schleinzer doesn't make this movie a bog of miserablism you have to endure in the slightest. And thank goodness -- we've had enough of those. Hell every morning we wake up to a bog of miserablism so thank the lord (by which I mean Sandra Hüller of course) for a light touch. Anyway more reviews are already turned in and set to drop this week, with my thoughts on the new James Gray that opened the fest as well as yes indeed my thoughts on the return of that great big green lizard coming shortly. Stay tuned! It's coming!!!
