![]() Shame on you if you like it.Īn ugly-to-look-at but beautifully shot high-class art film based on the director's disastrous first love affair with a junkie. Shame on me for putting it on this Top Ten list. You're not dying, Pedro, independent cinema is.Įven its own American distributor called this film reprehensible, and I agree, yet it's so appalling, so grotesque, so well made and bravely acted that dare I suggest you give this serial-killer movie a watch? Shame on you, Fatih Akin, for making it. The first Almodóvar movie to shock me-it's not one bit funny or melodramatic and even the colors are muted, yet it goes beyond the valley of maturity and over the top of riveting self-reflection to gay mental health. Don't send money to Toys for Tots this Xmas give it to these heretics. Their real-life pro-separation-of-church-and-state cult leader, Lucien Greaves, makes Anton LaVey look like Pat Boone. Not since the Yippies have we seen such a hilarious pack of militant activists as the Satanic Temple. Aretha never looked so talented or so lost, almost like an alien who is stunned by her own talents. Top-notch doc about the 1972 making of Aretha Franklin's gospel album made all the more powerful by its drab church setting and the empty seats inside. You won't believe this one!ĥ AMAZING GRACE (realized and produced by Alan Elliott) If Eraserhead had cousins, this transgressive troll couple would have welcomed them into their jaw-droppingly bizarre world of over-developed noses, maggot-eating diets, and pedophile-hunting duties. IN HOLLYWOOD (Quentin Tarantino)Ī real crowd-pleaser that deserves every bit of its critical and financial success for pulling the rug out from under America's true-crime obsession and daring to give the Manson murders a feel-good happy ending that manages to be both shocking and terribly funny. The ten-year-old star stares nobly and defiantly through the camera lens right into your soul and doesn't even wait for the church authorities-she burns herself at the stake.ģ ONCE UPON A TIME. His piously poisonous sequel to last year's best film, Jeannette: The Childhood of Joan of Arc, is artier, holier, and will give you Catholic goose bumps. There is a God and his name is Bruno Dumont. The best movie of the year gives new meaning to the term "bad trip." Frenzied dance numbers combined with LSD, mental breakdowns, and childhood trauma turn this nutcase drama into The Red Shoes meets Hallucination Generation. ![]()
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