Have you got a hankering after a dose of blood and guts? Do you believe that the most common individuals can be secret agents, secret weapons of government organizations and double-identity spies? Or do you want to entertain yourself with a huge amount of action? American Ultra. A story of a couple. Action adventure with a number of people killed on the way. And as far as I'm a pacifist, I do consider it fun.
There was one big phase in films and literature when children were the focus of most stories. Kids were often abandoned by their parents, left to their own devices, which made them grow up faster than usual, deal with adult problems and experience adventures now everyone would like to have in life. One of such stories is a tale of three siblings trying to find a home, stumbling upon a series of the unfortunate events, unfortunate relatives and unfortunate whims of fate. It's always great to come back to times when magic and adventure were just at the reach of your hand, especially if your childhood was a carefully mollycoddled time divided between school, homework, TV-set, neighbors and occasional visits to fun-parks, cinemas, and fast food restaurants.
Do you remember the classic agent/spy stories with handsome men, beautiful women, luxurious hotels, gourmet food, great cities in the background and a mission of saving the world from war/annihilation/destruction/decimation of its people along the way? One such story takes us back in time to the breathtaking Rome when the USA, the USSR, and the UK were not particularly on good political terms. And apart from the main story, you have to admit - some fifty years ago people in the western part of the Berlin Wall did enjoy their food, clothes, and luxury. Now we can enjoy the reconstruction of an entertaining spy adventure.
There's a choice between having an easy life, cutting short the path of your rise to adult life and enjoying the pleasures of financial security. All that glitters is not gold, however, and from time to time it is the life and the people we surround ourselves with who teach us that there are actually no shortcuts. And while some say that school education is not enough these days and has less and less to do with the real life experiences, there is still something that we can gain from teachers, books, and diplomas. Depending on someone does not mean that this someone will make us indefinitely happy. Education gives you independence. And while relationships are changing over time, women did gain the freedom they always wanted and needed to obtain.
When the lack of money for medical experiments is an obstacle in helping others and when you need to resort to controversial methods to achieve success, Poland is the best place to start. You can say a lot about Polish people, but no one can take away their resourcefulness and wit. One Polish guy can do what needs to be done by a bunch of specialists from other nations. And there was one Polish man who managed to do what no one had done before. Paving the way for other heart transplants, he managed to save a life.
If you crave entertainment slightly different from what you're used to watching, you probably need to see this film. There are many crime stories, predictable scenarios of good guys fighting bad guys in the endless chase of righteousness and evil. But what if you decided to be a criminal yourself? What if your life of wealth, happiness, and love was inherently a lie and there was a dark, dangerous secret standing behind your prosperity? Is it worth to risk it all to have even more? Scandinavian black comedy for viewers looking for extreme emotions and fans of Jo Nesbø's wit.
One thing is coming out to oneself and deciding to live a life true to your preferences and desires. Another thing is to come out to your family and friends and try to convince the world that there's nothing wrong with you and you want to have a normal life. And as love and the object of your love are the most fragile aspects of your reality, there might be a big wall standing between you and your family. A wall which sooner or later has to crash. There's rarely a related group of people who don't stumble upon something considered untypical. And a wedding might not necessarily be between a man and a woman. Jenny's wedding.
Every now and then the news about the approaching end of the world circulates through the grapevine of our TV-sets. It forces us to say farewell to our family members, to look back on the life we had been living up to this moment. It makes us regret things that we did or did not commit. Usually, there is no Armageddon, we are still alive, we get back to business, we keep on keeping on. But what if there was one particular occasion on which the outcome would be surprising? One of the most breathtaking images with personal and family tragedies in the background form one little Melancholia.
Apart from the fact that the majority of parents consider their progeny angels resistant to corruption, deprivation, and degeneration, we should have our eyes open. In an ideal country, there is no prostitution, drugs, and alcohol. Such country does not exist. Let's think again. In an ideal country, however, all the aspects that are already there (e.g. prostitution, drugs) are strictly monitored and controlled by the state. When this control is impossible some of us should be more reasonable than others and pay attention to dangers lying ahead. And when drugs are commonly a shit that can destroy your life and the lives of your family and friends, sometimes it's better to know what's inside the shit you're taking. Dying unexpectedly from unknown substances is rarely something we want from life. So, what's in your baggie?
Some people's lives are bricked by passion. Individuals transform their houses into chapels devoted to their hobbies, interests, pastimes, and pleasures. They treat their every day as an opportunity to find more, to create more and to make our lives upbeat by the touches of color. While food, housing, clothing, health and taking care of one's family are on most people's agenda, there are some who broke the order of life and turned this life into art. A fascinating person for whom clothes are not clothes but endless opportunities for taste, tremor, and transformation. And it's definitely a life that counts. Iris Apfel.
I think we don't fully appreciate the achievements of feminist movements, equality of sexes and possibility of divorce. Still, if you are a woman, every day at work you have to prove that you are good enough and you have to be at your best not only in front of men, but women also seem to be against you, waiting for your tiniest mistake. But if we went back a century or two things looked entirely different for us as a sex. And shedding the nightmare of an unhappy marriage, cruelty and mistreatment were another nightmare: of hopelessness, public humiliation and the fear of never being able to rebuild your life again. The Scandalous Lady W, for some an epitome of condemnation, for others an example of courage and self-respect in times when men were the owners, the masters and the settlers of rules.
An example of a story in which physical attractiveness is a source of lust and doom. Don't you find it strange that men fall for the appearance attributing to a woman traits that are their dream traits, not taking her character into account? Beautiful girls - the reason for men's infatuation, the source of girls' low self-esteem and jealousy and a big mistake for those who think that looks are everything, as everything based on appearance fades pretty quickly. Still, a film which leaves you with an impact. The Beautiful Person.
There are people whose dream is to start a family. They know what they would like their family to look like, what values they would want to teach to their children, what mistakes they would like to avoid. It is rarely a lesson we learn at school. At times your family is a clash of accidents, circumstances, giggles of fate. You dream of one ideal family and you end up with something that's best for you. And at times your life poses for you problems which you have to deal with on your own or with someone who hasn't got the slightest clue. A story of parents-to-be. Maybe you are one such parent and you have to figure it out for yourself.
Mental diseases are still taboo for some. And while people openly talk about cancer, sexuality, the break-up of the relationship, problems with mental health are considered dangerous, alien and unknown. We tend to associate mental problems with serial killers, murderers, assassins, people who inflict pain on their closest relatives. That's a drop in the ocean. Depression, neurosis, fear, schizophrenia, phobias. Look around in your office or the place of work. A big part of your workmates might suffer from milder or stronger form of mental problems. Maybe it's you. Maybe you have suffered for years and every day is a struggle. Maybe you don't talk about it openly. Possibly you are afraid of being rejected by your family members and friends. It's like coming out with no guarantee of acceptance. We develop as a society and as a society, we need to learn more and try to help and understand those who need this understanding. One of the most visually ecstatic films I've seen with strong and smart narration. Rocks in My Pockets. The work of an artist. The story of a disease.
This one's a classic. Once there was a boy created in a Pinocchio-like manner, soon abandoned by the father, a boy who desperately tried to fit in. A boy with scissors instead of hands and very limited knowledge of the human nature. In a pastel picture-perfect suburbia there were people seduced by his abilities and uniqueness. It was a community which at first idolized outcasts, to ultimately reject them for being different. Doesn't it ring a bell?
We love geniuses, artists, and madmen. They upgrade us, make us seem more educated, interesting, sophisicated, and better. And it's not them who matter but the way they make us feel in the world of fake value, egoistic intentions, and riddiculous life goals. But do we really accept them?
An allegory of modern American society and an outcast who really deeply craved for love. Enjoy.
What turns you on? Is it the body or is it the brain? As a girl do you have feminine or masculine interests? As a man do you pay attention to details which are for most men unseen? Is your mind sensitive to colors, smells, and art? As a woman, are you a tidy person or do you leave socks with the intensity of a male predator? What is your perception of sex? Eroticism? Sexuality? Do genital organs make us belong to one sex and is changing them enough to be, feel and be perceived a certain sex? A short and simple story which will make you think. Is it enough to undress?