Apr 10
"your clock keeps ticking each and every moment, you never know which will be your last-"
"why would you care about my last clock?"
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"your clock keeps ticking each and every moment, you never know which will be your last-"
"why would you care about my last clock?"
ice pick joe from goncharov?
Could this human, Joseph "Ice Pick Joe" Morelli, survive the Shibuya Reaper's Game?
No, he dies during Shiki's Week
No, he dies during Joshua's Week
No, he dies during Beat's Week
Yes, he survives!
Unfortunately for me, I lost my copy of this iconic film in the recent incident, so I wasn't able to get a screencap and provide a good image for this guy. Sucks to be me, I guess.
Who should be the token human in a hypothetical Muppets production of Goncharov?
Goncharov himself
Katya
Andrey
Michailov
Ice Pick Joe
Sofia
Mario
Other (tell me in the tags)
i added goncharov to tmdb and it was up for 7 hours before being sadly deleted BUT the letterboxd page is still up so if any gonchheads wants to go review it to show our devotion to the greatest mafia film ever made you can now do so 🙏
Needless to say I want the Criterion Blu-ray, but this copy will do for now.
besties the reason goncharov (1973) is so alluring to people specifically women and gays is because the underlying theme is running. andrey is physically running for his life and always running away from who he is and his "sinful" desire for goncharov. goncharov is running from his enemies and also himself as he slowly is unable to recognize the man in the mirror. katya is running from what she and sofia could be. she is running from gender norms but is also running right towards them.
Not to break the 87th wall or whatever we're at at this point, but Goncharov would genuinely be a fantastic movie if it were real, someone here should crowdfund or something and try to make it on their ow—[i am assassinated in real time]
Katya, described by Goncharov as "not the coldest winter [he's] loved," eventually discovers within herself the fire that Goncharov claims will never thaw her. Her husband's words return to haunt Katya when she kills Ice Pick Joe, who, despite his name, is one of the film's warmest characters, a friendly American hopelessly out of place amongst mobsters. Up until their final meeting, Ice Pick Joe--and the viewer--hold out hope that Katya will escape the cyclical violence in which the Naples mafia has trapped her. But Joe walks in to find the Katya he seeks completely gone: in her place sits a half-formed Goncharov, his iconic suit loose on Katya's thin frame, his hat on her head, his cigar between her fingers as she forges the letter…
[When] Katya draws the gun and shoots Joe, we cannot see her eyes. They are covered by the brim of Goncharov's fedora, literally and figuratively casting her into his shadow, as the flames of Goncharov's hearth crackle in the background. The film implies that the fire Goncharov searches for in Katya is only present in this moment, in her imitation of masculinity and of Goncharov himself. This is Katya's central tragedy: as much as her husband insists that they are ill-matched, that Katya will be forever sealed off behind a wall of ice, she is more like him than he can imagine…
[Katya] paradoxically proves the men in her life both right and wrong: her quiet, cold exterior is a veneer, but rather than concealing the softness that Joe hopes to find, there is only a twisted reflection of Goncharov, who, hearing about Joe's death, can only chuckle. It is exactly what he would have done…
…Unlike many of the other works discussed, to commit this violent act, Katya becomes neither hyper-feminine (i.e., wicked temptress) nor is she “unsexed”; rather, she is heavily gendered, specifically masculine, not neuter. The hat over her eyes and the suit jacket draped over her shoulders imply that this is a further performance and not the core through which the aptly-named Ice Pick Joe hoped to break, but the flames say otherwise.
—Excerpts from Unsex Me Here: De-gendering, Guilt, and Lust in Scheming Women (Maria Stiller, 1994)