November 5, 2013
Wild Strawberries is a beautiful movie--one that knows how beautiful it is, and wants you to know, too. The older I get, the less readily I warm to that kind of art, be it film, painting, music, the novel, or what have you. This isn't to say that I didn't enjoy revisiting Wild Strawberries after a quarter-century. I did, very much. But I don't know whether I'll ever feel the need to see it again, whereas I rarely let a year go by without watching The Rules of the Game. Which tells you pretty much everything you need to know about me, aesthetically speaking....
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Posted November 5, 2013 12:00 AM