My third day at the Chicago International Film Festival began with 'Barrage.'
New No Filter writer Lukas Taylor offers some background music to your midterm cram session.
“The music of a short story … is made up of cymbals and screams and the metal of a DC-10, twisting and crashing into the cold, dead earth. No survivors, friends. No one makes it out alive.”
I keep thinking about how we, as women, are constantly having to wrestle with ourselves in situations like this, negotiating between private whispered warnings and public shouts. Because the stuff in the middle — the obligatory self-aware Billy Cosby jokes at award shows, the semi-ironically given statistics on late night TV, the hashtags that get us banned from Twitter — none of it ever seems to make a difference. And more often than not, in this struggle to choose to go big or go home, going big doesn’t make much of a difference either.
'Valor' is not only weakened and made forgettable by its inadequate supporting cast, but also by its unclear and meandering plot.
Latinas do not let societal standards dictate what they can or cannot do. We ignore the societal expectations that are set before us and create success for ourselves.
Citizen has been in the ears of the midwest DIY scene since 2009 and have remained a staple with their two full-length releases: Youth, and Everybody is Going to Heaven.
Morning After is simultaneously a high quality release that also falls victim to the inescapability of its own cadre of love-oriented artists.
Unfortunately, Linklater’s latest lacks much of the charm of his other movies and the original 1973 film.
But aren’t the unknown pieces, and the musical surprises they contain, infinitely more enthralling?