I’m just going to say something bold: The Oscars mean the world to me. Yeah, I know that sounds a bit cheesy and “intense” to you casual movie lovers out there, but it is the truth. This event is my Super Bowl, my Olympics, and in truth has and will always be what my year and life have centered around. This is the night where the “stars” shine, and the thing I love more than anything – the “motion pictures” – are celebrated.
But this year, I have to admit that it is a bit harder to get that rush of excitement I’ve always had for the Academy Awards telecast. Why? Because to me, it seems that the Academy themselves have lost touch with what made the Oscars, well, the Oscars. Read more
When I describe to people my personal “aesthetic”, I tend to point in the direction of the pop culture that inspires me. There’s Disney related things, Magical Girl genre shows, music videos, retro pin up ads, etc. But there happens to be one particular movie (that I only saw within the last year or so) that really has become the true definition of my style and taste in multiple things – but mostly within its visual language: The Young Girls of Rochefort. And with the release of the new Kate Spade Spring 2019 collection, my love for this movie (and this colorful style) continues to grow.
Cinema Style is a series where I review a film (new or old) and pair it with an outfit that pays tribute to the visual aesthetic of said movie. Whether you’re looking for a “bound” of some sort, or just want some style dipped in the “flavor” of your new favorite movie, these write-ups are here to help!
In the world of cinema, it is sometimes hard to define the visual representations of cruelty. Sure, there has been some form of violence in almost every flick since the beginning of film history, and there’s enough “torture porn” genre movies to fill a garbage dump, but when it comes to the more emotional side of the phrase, there aren’t too many films that capture the word visually on screen. Or at least, that was the case until the director of The Favourite, Yorgos Lanthimos, became an Indie Film darling.
2018 is drawing to a close, and I’m getting caught up on the Holiday movie releases! Here’s my first of a few upcoming reviews.
When I think of things that bring me comfort and joy, my mind tends to reach towards thoughts of marshmallows – specifically, marshmallow fluff. It is a condiment that makes any dessert better, and is so sugary sweet that it produces an equal amount of pleasure as it does food-related guilt. So when I finished viewing the Queen Rock n’ Roll bio-pic Bohemian Rhapsody, I found myself sitting there and thinking about the same delicious treat.
Today, I will have the pleasure of seeing Pretty in Pink on the big screen for a second time. Having watched this movie for the last 15 years on an almost monthly basis, I have a lot of fan girl admiration for it. Part of this fandom eventually included fulfilling a nerdy dream of mine – reading the young adult novelization that is based on the original John Hughes script. And having just finished this hundred-plus-page piece of teen-approved literature, let me tell you, I got a lot to say.
Some of the things you’ll find in this blog series relate to what I love currently. But a few topics – especially this one – relate to what made me, well, me. Because sometimes it is important to reflect on the things that built your taste in humor, visuals, music, and everything in-between. So without further ado, it is time to play the music, and it is time to light the lights – let’s talk about The Muppets.
Having parents that were in their youth during the 70’s and 80’s, many of the TV series they presented to me were from those decades, and typically stood as an example of their own brand of humor. From Pee Wee’s Playhouse to The Mary Tyler Moore Show and The Golden Girls, I clearly was only being shown the best of the best – but the one that really started it all for me was my introduction to a group of puppets with a ton of personality.
In Disney’s Christopher Robin, audiences are asked to accept the concept that a talking teddy bear can save a man in the midst of a family-turn mid-life crisis. Is such a magic trick able to be produced? Can the cynical creatures of today’s movie going landscape believe such a tale coming from the very corporate House of Mouse? Director Marc Forster (Finding Neverland) seems to think so, and for the most part, you can also count me in with the “dreamers”.
So once in a while, I like to give a bit of a hilarious dive into what makes me – well – me. And sometimes the best way to do that is with a list. So here we go folks – this week, let’s take a look at some interests of mine that could, perhaps, surprise you.
Usually covered head to toe in pastels, most people tend to get this “image” of me as a total girly girl. Sure, I love feminine imagery of classic Barbies, Disney Princesses, and Audrey Hepburn walking into Tiffany’s – but let’s be real here: There’s a lot more to me than that, my friend. Read more
Country Music is a genre that has gotten a mixture of representations on the big screen. From Walk The Line to Coal Miner’s Daughter, there’s a lot of excellent hunky tonk cinematic experiences. But no movie had yet to tackle the tale of Hank Williams, a figure that I can’t say I knew too much about in my youth, and only learned of his catalog as my taste later formed. Yet for the many that probably had no idea that this legendary artist even existed, the new movie I Saw The Light – directed by Marc Abraham and stars Tom Hiddleston and Elizabeth Olsen – sadly won’t do much to educate.