“The editing is purposefully choppy and usually serves its purpose in making a pretty film look more raw and less burnished. At times, though, especially during the soccer scenes, navigating the conversations of various groups of characters leads to their placement in the physical space coming across as unintentionally stagey. “Let’s get out of here,” in at least two scenes seems to be addressed to the editor rather than the characters.”
The Rumpus Review of Palo Alto by Joe Sacksteder.
“The film does not ask you to suspend disbelief but to believe—as Jep does, as a child would—without skepticism, ironic distance, or fear. Sorrentino’s disconcerting cuts and slippery narrative give the whole film a dreamlike composition; the rules of his world differ from that of ours. Thus stripped from the context of reality, the incredible turns credible. You, too, begin to believe in the waves Jep sees breaking across his ceiling, in the magic of a disappearing giraffe, in a 104-year-old saint and the flamingos that flock around her.”

The Last Movie I Loved: The Great Beauty by Emma Winsor Wood.

A great essay about a great movie.

But I have to admit: I was also worried when I first heard about Spring Breakers. In March 2012 I wrote about my worries of Korine working for the first time within the Hollywood system, in an essay titled, ”Flavor Flav is a Classically Trained Pianist, Tom Petty has a Dirty Fish Tank, and Selena Gomez is Starring in Harmony Korine’s New Flick.” However, in spite of my worries, I concluded that essay by expressing my faith that Korine—an avant-garde Frankenstein of a filmmaker known for creating beautifully grotesque monsters such as Gummo (1997), Julian Donkey-Boy (1999), and Trash Humpers (2009)—would melt his Spring Breakers cast of wholesome Disney toys down and then re-form (or maybe reform?) them into decadent sex toys so that America’s youth could witness the dark perversions of this country’s psyche. But that’s not what happened. The dark perversions that America’s youth witnessed in Spring Breakers didn’t belong to this country’s psyche…they belonged to their own.
Spring Break Is Over, Bitches by Christopher Forsley
“There is something sexy about the type of languid decay we see throughout Only Lovers Left Alive, the latest Jim Jarmusch film that is more about intimacy than vampires. Vampires have always been the sexiest of demon creatures, precisely because the bonds that connect them trigger every fear we have of connecting with another person—of bodily fluids and contamination, of physical bonding, of either perishing or being irreparably transformed.”
“What the film does well is thrill unarmed. Men lie supine on elevated train tracks as a MUTO observes them from below. We watch others leap out of planes and into the statistical improbability of their survival. In short, there is an emphasis on the power of individual scenes rather than narrative sequences. Paired with tremendous sound design, these moments are nothing short of poetic. Shots of a train derailing and sailing into black waters, for example, are closer in nuance to Marilynne Robinson’s novel Housekeeping than any number of Godzilla’s cinematic peers.”
“The film opens with darkness and the sounds of seagulls, of waves breaking on sand. It fades in on a young woman lying on her side, dressed in a red sequin gown. Her back to the camera, you can just barely see her breathe. I see piping for electrical wiring that snakes up towards a wall-mounted light fixture—you can’t see it in this shot, but it’s there. I remember it. She breathes in and out, and the waves keep crashing.”
The Rumpus Review of Calipatria by Heather Quinn

Dear Sugar - An Animated Short Film by Lisa Bellomo — Kickstarter

Producer Lisa Bellomo and our own beloved Cheryl Strayed are teaming up to make an animated short film of Dear Sugar! Check out the video to learn more.

“What could be more American, Nathan asks, than a boy crouched over an engine, wrench in hand, working on his ride? Like the exhilarating film in which he stars, and the resilient city where he draws his breath, Pug is an exuberant vision of American endeavor.”
“Well, Shia [Labeouf], I just felt sort of embarrassed for. I feel sad saying that. I loved his work on Even Stevens.”
— Chloe Schildhause in The Rumpus Discussion of Nymphomaniac.