Loss, sat with. The heaviest shelf, and some of the greatest films.
Palme winner, and the peep-show monologue
Binoche, and grief rendered as a colour
Egoyan's grief mosaic
Coppola's debut, all atmosphere
Almodóvar's strangest and best
booed at Venice; Kidman's best performance
Jeon Do-yeon, shattering
Ford's debut, every frame composed
grief without any of the usual scaffolding
booed and Palme-winning on the same day
Swinton, unbearable
grief without catharsis
the sound design is the story
dementia rendered through set design
three hours, a red Saab, Chekhov
not the film the premise suggests
the last five minutes
Scott and Mescal, and a film that undoes you quietly
dismissed as Anderson doing Anderson; it's about grief
restraint as devastation
dark comedy about grief and lying
