“Everything looks better in black and white”. Paul Simon sang those words in Central Park in 1981, and he’s sang them to me during more car journeys than I’ve kept track on. If I …
Do you know if your favourite film critic has a diploma in film studies? I don’t for sure and what more: I don’t care. Not a bit. Film criticism isn’t a branch of the …
Growing up with a mother who has a job that partly is connected to the fight against epidemical diseases can be a bit of a pain. Ask my children. It severely limits the variety …
I always thought that midlife crisis was supposed to be temporary condition. Unavoidable, as a teenage girl getting her periods, but at least you wouldn’t have to put up with it for an extended …
Why is it that a classical spaghetti western gets so much better if you move it to a new environment? Swap the desert for a desolate Icelandic landscape, trade the guns for casting knives …
Saturday night. My 17 year old is on her way out to see some friends, and pops into the living room to say goodbye. She throws a glance at the TV screen and then …
Here’s the thing. There is this movie which I watched and loved but I don’t know how to talk about it. The less I say the better. Some films are like that – being …
Ryan Gosling seems to be everywhere these days. Not that I mind. He’s not only good looking; he’s got that area of melancholy around him that reminds me a little bit of a very …
A couple of years ago there was a debate going on in the Filmspotting forum about which movie was the better – Rosemary’s Baby or The Exorcist. It appears as if The Exorcist won …
So, I’ve been sharing my life in movies in a couple of blog posts. Time has come for the third and concluding part, covering the years from 1998 until the present. As in my …