
21st Century Artist -Most of my older reviews aren’t as maturely or well-written. Check the date when you read a review. -My 4.5 and 5 star rated films are super rare and personal, this makes my other ratings lower than average. -You might want to add an imaginary 0.5 stars to my ratings to get a better understanding. -All ratings are based on personal enjoyment at the time of my viewing. I don't critique films, everything here is subjective. 2.5-Stars: Mostly negative or overwhelmingly neutral experience. There is still enjoyment. 3.0-Stars: Pretty good but has imperfections I can’t oversee. These are the films I enjoy but wouldn’t necessarily recommend. 3.5-Stars: The films I would recommend. This is the highest rating I would give to a film if I excluded my subjective opinion. 4.0-Stars: Personal connection and exquisite experience. 4.5-Stars: The best films I’ve ever seen. 5.0-Stars: Signature. Personality defining/representing. Likes: I use the "like" feature to balance out my ratings. For example, I rate a film 3-stars, but it's closer to 3.5 than to 2.5, so I like it. This is also why I sometimes don't "like" my higher rated films. No Rating: I have a hard time assessing a numeric value, or it is a film that I would like but for any reason couldn't enjoy as much as I would at the time of viewing.

I try to watch Apichatpong Weerasethakul's films a couple of years apart to save and savor them as much as I can, because I have no doubt it'll be a transformative experience. The soul of his films is so dominant that I consistently read them as video installations. It's fascinating to see how he executes love, and it's place in human nature. "Love is a malady without a cure." The premise is nothing new, but just like a Thich Nhat Hanh book, every viewing is deeper than before.

I haven't seen anything quite like this. It's interestingly similar to an MCU film, but the extremities impressively blend in. Every aspect of *RRR* is next-level meticulous, and the three hours go by quickly. It caters to every single need and want of the viewer, and the only prominent downside is the whiplash caused by its glossy magic. It's odd that such a human story that feeds on emotional rollercoasters can feel so superficial and artificial, but the movie insists on making it clear in every scene that it is a movie. In the end, it seems like *RRR* is masterful at what it's made for.

As expected from Boots Riley, incredibly preposterous and on the nose. It’s definitely not an upgrade from 2018’s *Sorry to Bother You, *and it seems like the weakest aspects of his filmmaking are disasterously unchanged. The only redeeming quality is the set design, and even that reads like a superficial regurgitation of Sion Sono’s *Antiporno. *I fear that at this point, his filmography leaves my radar.

The artistic achievement here is so astonishing that it brought back memories of seeing arthouse films for the first time as a kid. It is almost Lynchian, only more elevated and awe-inspiring. *Long Day's Journey Into Night* beats every other film at their own game. It doesn't get any better than this. I wanted to check out Bi Gan's work, mostly because *Resurrection* was on my radar. I did not expect to be blown away like this. I'm looking forward to my rewatch; I can't let it go. The magic of this film feels too important to let go.