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Call Me By Your Name + The Florida Project

I guess studying and working with film has conditioned me a bit, but going to the cinema is one of my favourite city-life things to do. I don't drink, I rarely "go out", I don't do dinner parties or any type of parties. I rarely go shopping or other activities where you spend money on leisure things. Except going to the cinema, I lo-o-ove going to the movies. I'm willing to spend money on it seeing as I don't spend money on much else (except food. And overpriced coffee). 

I've been in Vancouver a week now and we've managed to go to two different cinemas seeing two different films (duh!). Since they were particularly good I thought I'd write about them! Not just the films, but the venues itself. Wish I took photos but I did not.

First one we went to was Cineplex Odeon International Village Cinemas. The cineplex gets 2/5 stars! Plastic seats, not really a cozy atmosphere. It was okay, I just expect more from a giant cinema? It was also pricey. But anyway, money aside. I watched: 


Directed by Luca Guadagnino (a genius?) starring Armie Hammer and Timothée Chalamet (godsend?). I remember being in love. More specifically the early stages of being in love, where lust is bigger than love. This film portraits just that. When you want something that you "shouldn't", but decide to throw yourself into deep waters anyway. When you can't figure out why you want this particular person with all their obvious flaws. How do you proceed when attraction takes over, when you have to act on it? The balance between that. Is just so. Satisfying. It's so. Hot? Call Me By Your Name is filled with emotion, raw emotion. Of lust, desire but also honest and true love. I haven't seen someone act as good as Chalamet since. I don't know when? The work he does in this film is simply magical. Out of this world. I want to live in Call Me By Your Name forever. If you think that you've forgotten what it's like to feel what it's like to D E S I R E someone so intensely that you don't know what you do with yourself, don't worry. This film got you covered. Should win all the Oscars. Just take my money and get me the physical copy please.


The second venue we went to was the classic Rio Theatre, a hipster's paradise where beer in a plastic cup is more popular than Coke (making a general statement here, I actually don't know if this is true). I usually don't like going to theatres, I want the screen right in my face almost being emerged in the film itself. I get annoyed by the stage space in front of the screen at theatres. But anyway, comparing it to the Cineplex I was amazed at the comfortability of Rio. There was a warmer feeling here, a genuine interest of culture. Rio gets 4/5 stars! Don't worry, I'm not seriously in the business of rating every cinema venue I go to. I'd just like how the two ones I've been to so far were so different, it's worth to note down. I watched: 


Directed by Sean Baker starring Brooklyn Prince (wonderchild?), Bria Vinaite (where have you been before this?) and William Dafoe (is there any role this man can't play? How is this the same guy that was in Antichrist?). For you who didn't know: Sean Baker really broke out in 2015 with his film Tangerine, all shot on an iPhone. Similar to Tangerine, this film focus on characters we often forget about. Characters some of us don't want to hear about because they make us uncomfortable. We think we know all about them anyway, and our prejudice suggests to us that we have nothing in common with these characters. Well, think again I guess. This is why books/films are so important; they make us realize that in order to have a connection with someone you don't have to come from the same background / live the same type of life. 

The film follows Moonee (Prince) who lives with her mother Halley (Vinaite) in a motel managed by Bobby (Dafoe) "close to Disneyland", except it's far from the magical capitalistic wonderland. With great, absurd (realistic) sets, Baker gives us a colourful version of a Banksy world that looks completely made up - except it's real. The people that live here are real, their stories and struggles are real. It's a film about parenthood, friendship, and prejudgements. If you saw American Honey, it would give you an indication of what this film's about. I also thought of one of my favourite films The Beasts of the Southern Wild. Magical realism at its finest. The cinematography is mesmerising, and so is the acting of Prince particularly. I fell in love with Bobby, who's an inspiration to us all but is not without his own flaws. If you didn't cry at the end of The Florida Project I'm not sure you're doing life right. What a gem of a film. 

movies, , vancouverEmma Carlsson
A Bird; A Plane

perhaps it was the bad audio, but i couldn't truly get into dunkirk. it looked magnificent, but having a good cinematographer nowadays won't save your film. it was intense, yes. there's no denying the tragicness of the story. no denying its importance in history. but i couldn't shake off the fact that war was created by men, fought by men, won and lost by men. and now men are making films tributing their ancestors. there's a couple of women in the film, giving out sandwiches. taking care, of their lost sons and husbands. but in war films the braveness doesn't come from a cup of tea: the braveness comes from doing the extraordinary, something only a man can do. 

i get it, there were only men in the war back then so why would a film about the war have more women in it. and it shouldn't. however, i'm just personally so tired of all these stories of men. we're here now, glorifying honour in war. in war. who created the war? who created all the wars? i'm not going to say only men, but i am going to stand behind the fact that dangerous masculinity ideals; the patriarchy, is the reason behind war. not religion. pride, yes, that stems from masculinity. what about the women in history who have started war? well, what would you have done if you grew up in a family celebrating harmful and inhuman masculinity. even if we look around today, at all the dangerous leaders in the world. and their followers. they're not being led by a woman wanting to care and give out tea. boys will be boys, i guess. 

yesterday was a glorious day at bray air show. planes are absolutely magnificent. there's a childish thrill that comes along when you watch a plane up close. hear their engines. see them doing risky stunts. i almost cried when the irish coast guard came by and waved from their helicopter. we'll be there for you, we'll take care. from my memory there was one female pilot at the show, which isn't surprising when only 3% of women are pilots. there are many reasons behind the 3%, and this isn't a fact-based post so i'll skip it for now. 

men thought it was weird that girls were having such a reaction to wonder woman. they don't understand that everywhere we go we check in: are we being represented. is there a woman here? if you're a part of a minority group that becomes even more evident and important: where are people like me? are we once again watching white abled-bodied men doing what they do best (which is everything)? dunkirk didn't involve me. not only because i'm a woman, but because i just didn't belong there. i'm just a spectator. and sure, that's probably how many people felt back in the days; i mean who belongs at war (except for the people that start them: push them forward)? 

this blog celebrates softness. my life celebrates softness. in women. but also in men. femininity doesn't exclude machinery such as aircraft. making shapes in the sky, dancing through the clouds, making people feel things is not something that belongs to men alone. and i guess i'm tired of history thinking that it is just that: a boy's thing. boys get the toys. they get the hobbies; careers. they get the chance for big emotions, for making people proud, for doing magnificent things. they are celebrated and worshipped. they also start wars, they rape, they beat the women they love, they don't talk about their feelings which lead to mental health problems for us all. but lets forget all that and let's watch an old war machine in the sky doing things we are not allowed to do, and let's admire.