Thoughts

Requiem for a Dream earns every ounce of respect and infamy it has earned over the years. This is not for the faint of heart whatsoever. The story follows an interconnected group of diverse characters in the slums of New York City in the 90s as they struggle through progressively worse addiction. Jared Leto leads the cast as a young son and boyfriend who comes across a “great idea” to start slinging the drugs he and his friends are so hopelessly addicted to.

This one I hold close to my heart just due to the immense weight of its emotion and how it digs its claws into your soul and carefully dissects it by the time the credits are rolling. The story follows Charlie, a young high schooler who doesn’t have any friends and is simultaneously dealing with some harsh personal trauma. What strikes me about this film is the direction by Chbosky, who clearly had a vision for this novel coming to life prior to his making it.

This is Spike Lee at the absolute top of his game, weaving cinematic spectacle with hard-hitting rhetorical questions about the consequences of America’s greatest sin. The opening scenes are almost a celebration of many films before it, before quickly devolving into the horrors Malcolm would experience, leading to the tumultuous and eventually life-taking journey of religious and spiritual, and moreover, societal acceptance.

I started with the brand-new release on MAX that is Companion (2025), starring Sophie Thatcher and Jack Quaid in the lead roles. This is a black comedy, horror, thriller film that delves into the world of artificial intelligence and how our relationship with it is likely to evolve.

While hilarious in many regards, what makes this a standout film to me is the rapid switch into serious drama between the characters, where life and death are considered. The first two-thirds of the film or so are a straightforward hangout comedy, with an ensemble cast of characters messing with one another as they go about their daily lives. The final act completely subverts the audience’s expectations...

“So, what? No fuckin’ tariffs?” – Anthony Soprano Jr., probably. I'm kidding around, But I can’t help but give a quick perspective on the absurdity of the Trump administration over the last few weeks as the American markets have plummeted and then shot back up and ducked again.

Last week, we were blessed with the trailer for the new Paul Thomas Anderson film called Once Battle After Another this September.

There is something special about hiding indoors amidst the cold. Trying to remain positive here.

Todd Solondz will always have a special place in my heart. He is, to me, what John Waters was and is to many to this day.

As far as my movie-watching goes, I started the week with a rewatch of one of my all-time favorite films, Quentin Tarantino's...

Well, I guess I got what I wanted. From The Academy, that is. Anora was the undisputed winner of the night last week.

As of writing this, the Oscars will be held on Sunday night, and I am tuned in this year more than years prior. It's probably because...

I need to be consistent. Consistency isn't just key; it's one of my worst enemies.