Ooh, this is good.
Urquell!
Well, this is all quite amusing, but…
It just feels so aimless. I mean, every scene is fun and interesting, but it doesn’t really seem to amount to much of anything? It’s a bit film studentey?
Daisies. Vera Chytilová. 1966.
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Well, this is funny and all… but it’s a bit puerile?
I do enjoy the people being interviewed.
As with the previous Downey movies, it’s less an aesthetic than just not knowing how to frame a shot.
Deskilling?
I think this movie posits the question: Are Americans just really bad at making art movies? It always devolves into skits?
I love smoking LSD and such and sleeping on the floor!
This gets progressively less amusing… which is probably the point? It’s still not actually that interesting.
No More Excuses. Robert Downey Sr.. 1968.
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I don’t know. This feels pretty self indulgent. I mean, it’s a parody of underground movies — some references to Warhol and stuff, but the aesthetics are straight out of 50s B movies, so it feels like it’s just… missing the point?
It’s pretty amusing… it’s mostly still photography with voiceovers. But a lot of still photography.
But as with Babo 73, the aesthetics are … er… not there. It’s pedestrian and unambitious — it’s a bunch of people that had a lot of fun making this? But it’s just not that interesting to watch.
Heh heh. I thought they looked kinda similar.
Huh.
Hippies, man.
Chafed Elbows. Robert Downey Sr.. 1966.
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Well… This is the kinda film that lands in the eerie no man’s land between no budget B movie and art movie? It doesn’t work as art and it doesn’t work as B movie.
I’m guessing it was made by guys hopped up on diet pills and hooch?
Satire’s just another word for don’t have any actual jokes.
Babo 73. Robert Downey Sr.. 1964.
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What’s that she’s drinking…
What! She’s drinking a bottle of Maggi!?
Salty, dude.
So this is the first film on the Czech New Wave box set. It’s pretty amusing, and I can totally see what they’re going for, but it does feel quite amateurish.
Yes, it’s a collection of shorts. I mean, it’s a portmanteau film.
This is more like it.
Awesome.
That’s Evald Schorm. Brilliant.
This one is also very good.
Intriguing and disturbing. Vera Chytilová.
High praise indeed.
OK, this one isn’t that good.
So it’s two brilliant bits, one that’s quite good, and two that don’t really work.
No, this one isn’t bad… it doesn’t quite work, but some of the scenes are fantastic.
Pearls of the Deep. Vera Chytilová, Jaromil Jires, Jirí Menzel, Jan Nemec, Evald Schorm. 1965.
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