I picked this film for sad reasons, but its such a fun adventure that even my darkest thoughts couldn’t keep me down. This gem of Australian cinema celebrates life, even when its a drag, and I couldn’t think of a better way to eulogize my grandfather than with a piece of cinema countless people probably remember him by.
Documentaries are a fickle mistress. They’re important during the time of their release, but seldomly retain the appeal which made them hot way back when. Case in point is this largely unseen investigation into the philosophical makeup of the Motion Picture Association of America. For a contemporary viewer such as I, it informed my immediate outlook of cinema at an impressionable age, but what about Steve? Listen to discover what he thinks of Kirby Dick’s exploration a decade removed from its release in the age of streaming VOD.
Because Steve’s a dick, here’s my second review of The Wachowskis debut film within a six month span. Its criminally underseen, but hopefully their transitions will spark interest in this queer noir if only for its two gorgeous, leading ladies. Listen through the outro for my first impression (Warning: I say definitely a lot).