Movies

I read an interview with “Drive My Car” director Ryusuke Hamaguchi where he explained why he loves having in-car discussions in his movies. He thinks people are more relaxed and primed to be candid when they are alone in a car together. Edward Yang liked car scenes as well, and

On the taxi ride back to the family apartment, the grandmother at first looks pleased, happy to have escaped the chaos. But the camera stays on her and her expression subtly changes to something more melancholy. This is a feature of Yang’s method — he likes to give actors very

Yang-Yang: Daddy, I can’t see what you see and you can’t see what I see. How can I know what you see? NJ: Good question, I never thought of that. That is why we need a camera. Do you want to play with one? Yang-Yang: Daddy, can we

My next film project will be Edward Yang’s 2000 masterpiece “Yi Yi,” a movie that I’ve seen four times that gets richer and deeper — while feeling shorter — every time I watch it. “Yi Yi” can seem intimidating at first glance. It’s a nearly three hour movie, and

I’ve decided to abandon this project, for the simple reason that I’m getting too annoyed with Kieslowski at this point and really don’t want to color my overall opinion of him. Filmmakers are allowed to make some bad films, even masters, especially early in their careers while

I’m not sure why Ula keeps returning to Joanna’s house to hear more details of the case, but that’s where she goes next. She runs into Joanna’s father, who apparently is on the other side of this union issue — the movie never really explains what that