It speculates on the possible irony of existentialist dogma, of course!
Some people are into that kind of thing, but usually they have to have camera’s around.
In police code that’s called a 311, and is considered a class one felony.
The woman is a photographer and is processing her own film.
Or…
The woman is a necromancer and her husband lives in constant fear.
Favorite films hold a very dear place in one’s heart. They are another aspect of your person, they help you determine who you really are. You can connect to a movie on many different levels, it could be entertaining, it could be life-changing, it could have robots in it.
My favorite films are a bit of a grab bag. There is no single theme or element that obviously connects them. I adore them dearly, though, whether it be for nostalgia, intellectual stimulation, or the emotional connection I feel with the characters.
So here we go. In a grand, self-centered show of faith, here are my favorite films.
Labyrinth

I have seen this film more than a hundred times, and I still love it. There is nothing I despise about it, I even find its campier portions to be endearing. Even if I wanted to stop liking it, David Bowie singing, “You remind me of the babe…,” would pull me back every time.
The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou

This movie is perfect in both its comedy and its drama. It is also one of the most beautiful movies released in the last decade. It may not be considered the best Wes Anderson film by critics, but it is most definitely my favorite.
Eyes Wide Shut

This movie has a visual style that is much like its narrative theme of sexual deviancy. Deep reds, sinuous forms, an amalgamation of both modern and ancient architecture. There was a point of my life where I watched this film once a week.
Hour Of The Wolf

There is no straightforward way to describe this film. It is truly Ingmar Bergman at his most surreal. I can not even try to explain why I enjoy this film so much, my connection with it so visceral.
In The Mood For Love

The subtle intensity of this film pulls me into its clutches every time I see it. There are so many layers to the frame’s claustrophobic space that it is easy to lose yourself.
I was daydreaming today about what films I would select if I were in charge of programming a film festival. There are so many different directions to go when thinking about a marathon of films. You could select by director, style, genre, decade, theme; the possibilities are nearly endless. There is no wrong way to decide, either.
I think that if I were to select a unifying theme for my imaginary film festival, it would be, “You Probably Haven’t Seen This.”