first week of 2026: fascism, invasion, chaos, death, lies. but art exists. somehow a film keeps you human and sane while the world burns. that's why sharing cinema matters

béla tarr is gone. the filmmaker who made desolation beautiful, who turned suffering into cinema without making it palatable, who showed us that slowness could be profound. 70 years wasn't enough. rest in peace

emma preventing lanthimos from contacting his spaceship

lanthimos remade a 2003 korean cult film about conspiracy theories and corporate evil and somehow made the most accidentally timely film of 2025. bugonia feels like it was made for our exact moment of ecological collapse and paranoia. way too on the nose right now

panahi won the palme d'or for a film he made illegally, about people illegally kidnapping their maybe-torturer, where women don't wear hijab (also illegal), filmed in secret (very illegal), everything about this film's existence is a middle finger to authority and it's great

people complain about ticket prices and lawn seats meanwhile in 1994 fans in sarajevo dodged literal sniper fire to see bruce dickinson play, risked their lives for normalcy, and we're out here skipping shows because parking is annoying

here's to another year of watching too many movies and developing increasingly unhinged opinions about dead directors! happy new year! 🥂

tenho trauma de natal ano passado abri a geladeira saiu um parente de dentro