Les Valseuses
Half-wild denizens of “la zone” on the outskirts of a large town.
Semiotics in/of movies…
Half-wild denizens of “la zone” on the outskirts of a large town.
Sexy, thrilling, and — thanks to the sandwiches — very British indeed.
Viewers never question Deckard’s humanity… except, perhaps, during this scene.
In the existential jungle, empathy makes a man fitter for survival. But at what price?
In life, as in baseball, things can always get better. Or worse.
It’s not about right vs. wrong, it’s about wit vs. shit.
For one moment, it seemed as though the Eighties might turn out OK.
A non-compact topological group of bare-breasted women in G-strings.
How to survive not war, but peace, with one’s humanity intact?
Comical yet not funny, equal-opportunity in its portrayal of human folly, artificial in the extreme.
Single-night movies aren’t snapshots, they’re moonlit summoning rituals.