Films that stop explaining themselves. Trust them anyway.
a film that refuses to confirm anything happened
two faces becoming one; Bergman's most radical
five years in the making, and still unlike anything
Lynch's breakthrough, and the suburb underneath
angels over Berlin, in monochrome
Jodorowsky's most controlled film
the horror of not knowing where you are
the Coens' hotel of the mind
Cronenberg adapting the unadaptable
production design as its own argument
dismissed then; the Lynch key to everything after
Fincher's most underrated
Kaufman's opening statement
reset the action vocabulary
Lynch's masterpiece
rotoscoped philosophy
a film eating itself
the best breakup film
three hours of Lynch shot on consumer DV
booed at Venice, beloved now
divided critics on release; possibly Kaufman's best
a blockbuster built on a diagram
a film that changes species every 15 minutes
Villeneuve's strangest, and that final shot
Carruth's second and last; nearly wordless
hidden cameras, alien logic, Mica Levi's score
Sundance walkouts over a farting corpse; it's sincere
Park's most controlled
Rohrwacher's fable
Kaufman at his least legible
Apichatpong, Tilda Swinton, and one sound
quiet sci-fi about memory
a three-hour anxiety attack; nothing else like it
Lanthimos and Stone, fully unleashed
a film about being unable to name yourself
Coppola's self-financed disaster; unmissable as an object
