The Salesman (Asghar Farhadi, 2016). The Oscar winner, and no special surprise there. It’s appropriate that there’s Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman at the center of this film; the subject of flawed masculinity is a theme shared by both, and it’s possible to admire the film and still note that Farhadi has a tendency to be just a bit Miller-like in the way he hits his notes. (full review 3/3)
The Ghost Writer (Roman Polanski, 2010). There are gratifications to be had from watching a clean, cold, impeccable movie. Like this one.
The Man Who Knew Too Much (Alfred Hitchcock, 1934). A first visit to the very handsome Criterion DVD of this classic, and it looks great. The filmmaker’s precocious gifts are amply displayed, needless to say.
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