Chris Marker’s groundbreaking short film La Jetée doubles, incredibly, as one of the most lyrical meditations on two […]
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I have always been frustrated by the pervasive idea that the brain is like a computer. In the […]
In the summer of 1977 a movie hit the multiplexes, twin cinemas, and dwindling drive-ins of America like […]
In the 2014 film Top Five, Chris Rock’s character has set out to make a film called Uprize, about the […]
We got this piece seven months ago and shelved it because, at the time, it didn’t seem like […]
The words of Franz Kafka will likely provide cold comfort to those who already know and understand the black American experience firsthand—those for whom the disaster and the suicide that Kafka references may be familiar to the point of being banal. To those of us who do not share the exact same experience, but who might know it from some kind of family resemblance—people from the Latino/a community, who find themselves marked for scrutiny, or the Arab-Americans, South Asians, and other brown people who also know what it is like to inhabit a body that is marked as dangerous or Other—it feels like a song hazily remembered but recognizable.
When I heard that Paul Thomas Anderson would be translating a Thomas Pynchon novel for the the screen, […]