I’m out of the hospital, unemployed, and ready to start triple-featuring some movies! Not this past week, of course, but look for next week’s Queue to be about 10,000 words long. Luckily, I don’t edit my own shit. Let’s get to it!
The Nightmare (2015)
Directed by Rodney Ascher
The birth of the horror documentary! Perhaps it’s the fact these are true stories of a very real phenomenon that I was shitting my pants more than when watching conventional horror films. But this would be a disservice to the incredible direction of Rodney Ascher, who brings the trance-inducing sleepiness of his previous film, Room 237. Even the interviews are filmed in such a way that the negative space always leaves you uncomfortable and unprepared for the coming terrors.
Pootie Tang (2001)
Directed by Louis C.K.
I really wanted to like this film. I tried incredibly hard to do so, but I just couldn’t. It’s bad. There is all of the chaos and disregard for storytelling of Anchorman with none of the comedy to supplement that loss. If anything, this film serves as a reminder that even geniuses like Louis C.K. have to develop their craft.
Directed by Nacho Vigalondo
A fantastic and fun time jumping horror film about, possibly, the destructive nature of the male gaze and libido. About the only negative thing I can say about this movie is that too much of its plot is hinged on the fact that its main character is a stone cold dumbass. Seriously, the movie would be impossible if the dude had an iota of intelligence. But, I guess that just supports my idea of this being about male stupidity brought on by their carnal desires.
Jackie Brown (1997)
Directed by Quentin Tarantino
This is a bold statement, but I’m prepared to defend it: Jackie Brown is Quentin Tarantino’s first true masterpiece. It is the first time he takes his influences, fuses them into his own unique style (but this time, with the confidence to minimize his flourishes) and truly says something. Here, he’s exploring a theme that he would explore in future movies, that of the oppression of women. Jackie Brown is put upon by just about every male character in this movie, but in the end, she has outwitted them all. By film’s end, she is able to sing confidently, “Across 110th Street, pimps trying to catch a woman that’s weak.” Jackie Brown ain’t one of those women.