I’m at an impasse with Karg, whose career is about fifteen years in the making, because “Traktat” is, by all means, a beautiful record.
I want to respect Chbosky’s act of risk-taking here. It’s no small attempt to craft a novel this large in scope.
It’s almost surreal to see a movie that fits all the clichés of a normal music biopic without even focusing on the musician.
Among a slew of 60s and 70s tinged art pop bands, Tennis have kept their consistency and image over a decade long career, which is saying a lot for such a niche genre.
Hanif Abdurraqib is a fascinating tower in the modern literary sphere; he hasn’t remained in one medium twice in a row…
“The Forest of the Lost Souls” is, by all intents and purposes, a movie divided into two halves, not just cut in tone, but in genre, as well.