Firelight The Favourite (2018), dir. Yorgos Lanthimos
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Firelight The Favourite (2018), dir. Yorgos Lanthimos
Sarah is wire mother (with milk) and Abigail is cloth mother (no milk) and Anne is that little baby monkey. can anyone hear me
I’m rewatching the favourite for pride month and I think one of my favourite details from it is that in the opening scene, sarah refuses to greet the bunnies when anne prompts her to (bc “love has limits”) and one of the last times anne sees sarah, she does in fact greet the bunnies without anne even asking her to bc she’s doing whatever she can to try and earn back anne’s love :(
Movies like The Favorite should be more popular. I appreciate Tony McNamara but we also need more absurdist films and shows. I feel like Covid stifled that kind of talent. It changed everything, even the good movies made recently have an added layer of being so anchored into this world, it's like escaping into the Movie Reality is so hard nowadays.
The Message In The Hourglass —
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The thing about Yorgos Lanthimos is that every single one of his films is about who gets to define reality for everyone else in the room. It’s always a system, a household, a contest, a treatment, and someone inside it who has decided what the rules mean. The horror isn’t the cruelty, it’s how reasonable the cruelty sounds when it’s explained slowly enough.
What Lanthimos understood before most is that discomfort is not the opposite of intimacy, it’s a delivery system for it. You sit through “The Favourite” or “Kinds of Kindness” feeling vaguely unwell and then a single shot holds two seconds too long and suddenly you’re grieving something you can’t name. That’s the trick. He removes all the usual handles and then dares you to feel anyway.
I’m glad I held off watching some of his films until now. It was so totally worth it!