Everyone’s awesomely unrepressed in The Host, the masterful Korean monster movie by Joon-ho Bong. As soon as the mutant salamander villain slithers out from the river Han (beginning what will be his quick trip to gooey amphibian movie hall of fame), he takes great glee in chasing, swallowing, regurgitating, and licking the residents of Seoul.
In Robert Altman’s 1973 revisionist film noir masterpiece, The Long Goodbye, his private detective hero Phillip Marlowe inverts classic noir alienation. Faced with the greed, insanity, lust, vanity, self-delusion, lies, drunkenness, tripped-out-ed-ness, ineffectuality, ambition, murder, larceny and social climbing of others, Marlowe’s mantra is: “It’s okay with me.”
If there were as many serial killers in this country as there are movies about them, the USA would have a population the size of Ireland. Freddys slashing and Hannibals diet alone would take out a sizable chunk and Im not even counting that lad from Saw.
No one is more adept at showcasing tortured souls on film than Robert Bresson. Recently given the masterwork treatment by Criterion, Mouchette never veers from the consistent formulas of the erudite French directors other work.