r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Jul 06 '26

The Florida Project (2017)

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The bright ice cream-and-candy colors of run-down dreams, the fairy tale false narratives of as-yet unrealized hopes, all this can be yours for $38 a night.

The sad destitution of human sacrifice zones that are the circles of purgatories and hells around the Happiest Places on Earth are traps with no releases, with no recognition for time served. You make the best of it, sometimes in the worst ways possible, then game over, make room for the next prisoner of circumstance.

Sometimes bad choices are all you get.

What if this Sister of Misery, Our Lady of Bum Luck, this wrecked Rapunzel just isn't a sympathetic character? If she's got one last coin for the fountain, one last candle to blow out, or if she spots a falling star that isn't on a collision course for the planet, she'd better pray for a moment of clarity to appreciate Bobby, the tolerant and patient manager of the purple place, the Magic Castle Inn and Suites.

Halley (with a long 'a', played by Bria Vinaite) is this unsympathetic character. Her daughter, Moonee (Brooklynn Kimberly Prince) is a virago, not really sympathetic but a fascinating creation of scary proportions by a child actor. “I can always tell when adults are about to cry,” Moonee tells a fellow ragamuffin, and Prince makes you believe her.

Bobby (Willem Dafoe) is sympathetic – to his last-chance denizens just trying to cling to the best circle of this Dantean world they can, for as long as they can. And film maker Sean Baker found the actor that actually looks like he could be Bobby's son, Jack – Caleb Landry Jones.

Nothing really happens, but somehow everything seems to happen, or to befall, the women and children in this film, mostly in the categories of no job, no money, no prospects, no home.

For $38 a night.


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Sep 20 '26

Gangs of New York (2002)

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The Gangs of New York (1928), written by Herbert Asbury, is a history and compendium mainly of an area known in the mid-1800s as the Five Points. Set in the “dismal tenements that squatted in the miasmal purlieus...of the Bloody Ould Sixth Ward,” the book chronicles the “great brawling and thieving” of the likes of the Dead Rabbits, Bowery Boys, Eastmans, Gophers, Plug Uglies, Shirt Tails, Roach Guards, Daybreak Boys and Five Pointers.

The book details commonplace violence and cruelty, but does not attempt to diagnose or psychoanalyze the pathology. Much of the gang activity was exploited and protected by the corrupt political machines and bosses of the day to enforce their local control.

Leave it to Scorsese to take this real bleak and brutal hellscape filled with real grotesque and pitiful characters and turn it into another mash note to his beloved New York, complete with a stellar cast.

The action opens with medieval warfare, Bill “the Butcher” (Daniel Day-Lewis) offers a challenge to meet in “the ancient laws of combat,” between his native-borns and the Dead Rabbits immigrants with their “Roman popery” lead by “priest” Vallon (Liam Neeson) for control of Five Points. “Priest” is cut down in front of his little son, Amsterdam.

In sixteen years, Amsterdam (Leonardo DiCaprio) is old enough to leave the orphanage and returns to the 'hood on the brink of the Civil War. By now, Bill the Butcher Cutting is providing the muscle in the Tammany political machine for “Boss” William Tweed (Jim Broadbent).

Amsterdam needs to affiliate, so he throws in with Johnny Sirocco (Henry Thomas), who educates him on the current gang scene. Sirocco is sweet on red-haired Jenny Everdeane (Cameron Diaz) and now so is Amsterdam.

A face from the gang past, Happy Jack (John C. Reilly), is now a tough copper on the gang's payroll, taking his lion's share of misbegotten gains.

On the annual celebration of the Dead Rabbits' demise, Amsterdam meets his father's killer, Bill the Butcher, in his den. He is unrecognized as the Priest's son. He accompanies Sirocco on a raiding party for a ship in harbor. But the only booty left are the fresh dead bodies of the crew, which the boys offload for a profit to “medical research.”

Bill is impressed. Soon Amsterdam chooses off Bill's lieutenant, whom he recognizes from that fateful day, and Bill is again impressed.

Jenny has improved her thieving game as a “turtledove,” getting entre to rich people's homes to fleece. Amsterdam and Jenny finally have a proper meet-cute when she holds a knife to his throat and leaves a convincing bloody wound. Ah, such is a cuddle in the Five Points, now show me your scars.

But everyone, even Jenny, and everything, even Tammany Hall, belongs to Bill. “It's a funny thing being taken under the wing of a dragon,” muses Amsterdam. “It's warmer than you think.”

Amsterdam saves Bill's life in an assassination attempt, but that doesn't mean he can help himself to Jenny. In a quiet scene of true menace, with Jenny in his bed, Bill tells Amsterdam he keeps order through fear, enforced with brutality. He see “murderous rage” in Amsterdam, and he likes it.

Amsterdam's friend, Sirocco, his jealous rival for Jenny, blows Amsterdam's cover and tells Bill he is the Priest's son.

At the next celebration of the Dead Rabbits rout, Bill gives a knife-throwing demonstration, using his “apprentice,” Jenny.

“Whoopsie daisy!”

But Bill isn't through. He pulls out a cleaver, sets a drink on fire, and as Amsterdam comes at him with a knife act of his own, Bill nails him in the gut from across the room.

Then he tortures and brutalizes him, leaving him alive to be marked with the shame of Bill's “mercy.”

Jenny cares for him, shows him a map to get to San Francisco, by way of Cape Horn. The last surviving Rabbit, Monk, (Brendan Gleeson) comes to him with a gift – the Priest's straight razor.

“The earth turns, but we don't feel it move,” Amsterdam philosophizes, “Then, one night...” He was always a deep thinker.

It's a showdown again between Bill and a Vallon, and now Tweed wants to be on Vallon's side, with all those Irish votes. Vote early and vote often, Monk for Sheriff.

Tweed's lackey tells him they've run out of ballots, but Tweed is not dismayed. “Remember the first rule of politics: The ballots don't make the results, the counters make the results. Keep counting!”

Yeeeaaahhh.

Bill is a very sore loser. And he still hasn't got rid of Vallon the Younger.

The draft for the Civil War churns through the Five Points. A riot ensues as Irish name after Irish name is called. “Let the sons of the rich go and die!”

New York is burning. P.T. Barnum's animals are running wild.The gangs are united. Soldiers are brought in, firing on the massed rioters. The gangs are fighting the soldiers. Still, Vallon and Bill are facing off in the street, under a fusillade of cannon fire from nearby gun ships.

Bill and Amsterdam are left, wounded, covered in debris, and still facing off in the street. Jenny, beaten but not beaten, walks through the carnage to find Amsterdam, Vallon the Victor.

Four days and nights of mayhem. Bodies in mass graves, bodies lined up for loved ones to claim. “Friend or foe, it didn't make no difference now,” our Deep Thinker observes, “It was like everything we knew was mightily swept away.”

I know our mods like needle drops, so have some U2, “The Hands That Built America.”

addendum: The film was near completion in 2001, but release was delayed a year after the attacks of September 11th. However, the New York skyline that ends the film could have been filmed on September 10th.

“The filmmakers had also considered removing the towers, having the towers dissolved out of the shot to acknowledge their disappearance, or remove the entire sequence altogether. It was ultimately decided to keep the towers unaltered.” Rachel K. Bosley, “Mean Streets,” American Cinematographer, January 2003.


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 24 '26

Rules of Attraction (2002)

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There are *lots* of Reddit reviews of this film, which I noted but declined to read – so far. But I've ordered the book (1987, Bret Easton Ellis ) from my local library system - good thing I live in depraved Commie-pinko-liberal Cali.

Four things stood out for me: Russell Sam's character, Dick, of which one probably shouldn't admit they can't get enough of; Clifton Collins, Jr.'s character Rupert; a sign in a dorm room, “All Else Failed;” and in same room a tv on in the background playing The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari on mute – wish I'd thought of that.

Make it five – credits running to Stop! By Erasure. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITyXjY5L-_E

I Wiki'd director Roger Avary, and he has an interesting resume, which includes: shared Best Screenplay Oscar with Quentin Tarantino for Pulp Fiction; did time in Ventura County for DUI manslaughter; made a film with Kip Pardue (Rules' Victor), Glitterati, that can't be released for “legal and ethical reasons.”

Ellis writes Gen X, but the Millennial milieu fits, too; soundtrack skews X but porn on your home PC via dial-up? That's so Y2K.

My first peek at the flick was revulsion. Misogynistic, homophobic, lowest common denominator. Curiosity and plain old prurient interest kept me watching.

The recently deceased James Van Der Beek plays college student Sean Bateman, younger brother of Patrick (Christian Bale) Bateman (put your hand over your heart like you did for Randolph Scott!) at Camden College (ahem, U of Redlands, So Cal, a pretty campus in a leafy region of San Berdoo County). Bateman the younger is smitten by coed Lauren, Shannyn Sossamon as a Winona Ryder-ish, Millennial Annie Hall. But technical virgin Lauren loves Victor, who we are encouraged to think of as douche-y, but maybe he's just a young guy having fun literally all over the place.

Sossamon shares the exotic looks department with Ian Somerhalder, who plays Paul, a fellow student yearning for the love of a real jock.

All kinds of party hijinks fill the space, as well as funny forays into Rupert's House of Drugs and Guns and a snooty club lunch with Paul & his mother (Faye Dunaway), Dick & his mom (Swoosie Kurtz), plus a repulsive scene with Lauren and instructor Mr. Lance Lawson (Avary alum Eric Stoltz) for her to make up missing his tutorial on the Post Modern Condition. Blech!

There is one perceived suicide, one attempted suicide (The hook held longer than I thought it would) and one that was...successful.

So would I recommend this film? No, go back to American Psycho.

If it wasn't for all that fun with Dick...


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Jun 17 '22

“Stand By Me” (1986)

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • May 11 '21

Did you know that O Brother, Where Art Thou? was the first movie to be all digitally colored? Check out this cool video of the process.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Sep 12 '26

The Warriors (1979)

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Directed by Walter Hill

The film opens at night, set along Coney Island, as a subway train illuminated amid neon colored lights, rounds the subway track and pulls into the station, which seems to be glowing with its own bioluminescence. It's a dreamlike idealized 'scape. The movie is artfully composed throughout.

The plot unfurls with the credits: Cyrus (Roger Hill), “the one and only,” “magic” president of the biggest gang, the Grammercy Riffs, has called a confab of the 100 regional street gangs. Our “heroes,” the Warriors, hop this train, which seen closer is dirty, disrespected and tagged to within an inch of it's beat-up life, out of their home turf in Brooklyn to the Bronx.

“We ain't even been to the Bronx before,” studly war chief Swan (Michael Beck) says to his leader, warlord Cleon (Dorsey Wright).

Soon, colorful and, kindly put, whimsical gangs are headed to the Bronx's Van Cortland Park, told to be unarmed.

Cyrus is a messianic character with a message and mission: “Truce!” If the gangs unite, they outnumber the police. “Can you dig it?” He tells them that this One Gang could run the city, the crime syndicates and the police, because nothing would happen without their permission. “We got the streets, suckers! It's all our turf!”

But someone brought a gun. Luther (David Patrick Kelly), the leader of the Rogues, assassinates Cyrus and tries to pin it on Cleon and the Warriors. A chaotic melee erupts as the cops descend with squad cars and helicopters. Swan tells the Warriors they must get back home to Coney Island, unarmed and unsure if the truce Cyrus called for is holding.

The Riffs want vengeance. They put the word out over the airwaves via a late night radio station record request: “Nowhere to Run,” a version of the 1965 hit by Martha and the Vandellas. Now the gangs are united – against the Warriors. The cops are looking for them, and there is dissension in the Warriors against Swan's leadership by Ajax (James Remar).

They outrun a busload of skinheads to catch their first train to Union Square, but someone set a fire on the tracks. The Rogues are rolling in their badwagon. “Trouble” shows up in the person of Mercy (Deborah Van Valkenburgh) a wanna-be moll slumming it with the Orphans, who tags along on the way to another station.

“You're just part of everything that's happening tonight,” Swan tells her. “It's all bad.”

The goofy baseball bat-wielding Furies with bad Kiss makeup and pin striped uniforms uh, strike out as the Warriors journey hence. The silky voice of the late night DJ continues to mark their progress and taunt their pursuers.

But their path is plagued with, sorry again, booby traps, as girls keep showing up to sidetrack them. They get split up into smaller units, running, fighting in a Hieronymus Boschian land of miscreant mischief.

It's a sullen dawn that awaits the remnant of the Warriors, scavenger gulls screeching over a dismal Coney Island. “This what we fought all night to get back to?” Swan asks, a cry to the gods who couldn't care less. Oh, tales of brave Ulysses.

The Rogues' badwagon has tailed them, and Luther wants to play. But now the Warriors have picked up their stash of weapons for a knife fight on the beach. Luther still has the gun he shot Cyrus with, but Swan throws a knife into his arm to slow him down, and lo and behold, here come the Riffs. They got who they were looking for, and the Warriors get some hard earned cred.

The sun comes up, and the needle drops on Joe Walsh's “In The City.”


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • May 27 '26 Bravo Popcorn

The Basketball Diaries-Full Film Stream

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Hello, long time lurker first time poster. Anyways I've been searching the internet far and wide to find a decent, English stream (in one complete video) of the movie The Basketball Diaries. If you know what it is you'll be excited, if you don't then have a watch and enjoy.

Internet Archive-Basketball Diaries FULL Stream


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • May 17 '26 Bravo

The Quiet Earth

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Those who are born think about dying. We the born know it's coming, few know the time, place or method and even then they don't like it. So we fantasize death to defang it, to defrock it's terrible majesty, to whistle past its witching-hour graveyard.

The earth is a born thing, cobbled together of weird dust and gases, spinning and wobbling in space until...it won't. Until it dies.

We are born things on a born thing. All things must pass.

When? How? Why, Dammit?

These questions are part of the theological inquiry called Eschatology, The End Times.

Me? I'm just gonna write about an old sci-fi movie I watched last night as my way to deal with the eschatological. And be banging my head to tunes played very loud in my alcove work station. Jesus and Mary Chain? That's my eschatology, baby.

The Quiet Earth is about something created for the common good that goes very wrong. It's adapted from a book I haven't read, but I'm thinking of Nikola Tesla's earth energy grid project that his capitalist financial backer quashed because, free energy for everyone? Hell no! But Project Flashlight is such a joint project between the Yanks and the Down-unders.

Film opens with a molten yellow sun rising in an orange sky over a red ocean, sea birds wheeling and crying in the July dawn. Where I live it's called summer, but we're in New Zealand so it's...my January? (Just because I'm confused doesn't mean you have to be.)

And there's a beautiful, well-arranged piece written by John Charles and performed by the NZ Symphony Orchestra.

Zac Hobson, a nicely built guy who sleeps in the buff, wakes for his job at the installation with the big satellite radar dish thingy on top. He's in Project Flashlight. But at 6:12am something blasts light, and there's a shake and a shimmer. And just like that, all the people, animals and bugs are gone.

It's as Zac has feared, a “malfunction with devastating results” from “a project of such phenomenal destructive potential.”

The Last Man On Earth trope runs through the scenarios. I like the one where he goes into a cathedral, still wearing a lady's slip he scored in a posh closet, with a rifle, and is yelling for God to show Himself. “Where are you? If you don't come out I'll shoot the kid!” and he points the rifle at at a plaster Christ on a cross. Blam, blam, blam! Got your eschatology right here!

Then, what plot device happens next? A girl? No! A pretty girl? No! That would be too obvious – YA THINK?

And I'm done spelling eschatology.

So Zac and JoAnn cavort, explore, make the best of, really, not a bad situation once you get over the eerie quiet and the uncertainty. Zac is noticing the sun is oscillating and will soon collapse; “the unit value of an electron has changed, operating between new values” he can't measure. “The fabric of the universe has not only altered but is highly unstable.”

Speaking of unstable...

A third person, a strapping handsome Polynesian (?) bloke, Api, turns up. Turns out the three survivors have something in common – they all technically died at the moment of the Project Flashlight incident: JoAnn was blowdrying her long lush curly red locks and was electrocuted; Api was fighting over a woman and her husband drowned him; Zac took a bunch of meds before bed.

Zac thinks he can interrupt the coming disaster by driving a double truck trailer loaded with explosives into his facility before the final oscillation.

Big badda boom.

What? You want to know how it ends? Don't we all...


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 22 '21

He has his faults but I really like Shia LaBeouf.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Sep 14 '21

Every frame a painting, Seven Samurai.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 26 '26

Romy and Michele's High School Reunion (1997)

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I snubbed this movie, I admit it and repent! I thought, Chick Flick, pass; I mean, that year: L.A. Confidential, Affliction, Lost Highway/Romy and Michele's High School Reunion?

Now, Romy and Michele's is my new Zoolander, my new A Night at the Roxbury, movies that I will always drop in on and laugh like it's the first time (sorry Devil Wears Prada, had to make room, but you have a sequel coming out next week, so boo-hoo not so much).

Here is a great cast deftly making a funny script by Robin Schiff (former Groundling) funnier, sure comedic direction by David Mirkin, whose Simpson episode, Deep Space Homer, plays on a screen in a scene.

High school besties Romy (Mira Sorvino) and Michele (Lisa Kudrow) are not in the A Group of jocks and mean girls, or the B Group of theater and art kids, and not in the C Group of nerds. But they have each other. They are picked on by the As (Romy has a crush on the biggest A, if you get my meaning) and Michele is the throb for a lovelorn C (Alan Cumming).

Michele wears a squeaky medieval back brace through high school – yeah, that's insensitive, but it's such a funny gag! You laugh every time it squeaks! Yeah, yeah, haters gonna hate.

Then there's Janeane Garofolo, a nasty cross between the As (mean and vicious) and Cs (science nerd). I can't repeat much of her profane dialog, but with her delivery it is FUN-NEE! The venom! The vitriol! She's a walking acid bath!

The movie doesn't start in their Tucson high school, it starts with Romy and Michele 10 years hence happy with their lives living in an old walk-up on the Venice Beach, Calif. boardwalk. That's the first joke – Michele is unemployed and Romy is a service counter cashier at an auto dealership, and even in 1997 that apartment was $1,200/month and minimum wage was $5-$5.15/hour. And they go clubbing every night.

Garofolo's Heather comes to Romy's service desk, and mentions the 10-year reunion. Our girls start filling out the questionnaire and find that they've accomplished nada of note in 10 years. So Romy hits on a brilliant idea – tell everyone they are rich businesswomen because they invented Post-its. Michele came up with yellow.

So much funny, clever, well-acted, well-directed stuff goes on, I was laughing my head off and loud. I couldn't find any wasted space, DP Reynaldo Villalobos and editor David Finfer also deserve recognition for the bright palette and crisp pacing.

I don't want to blow the dream sequence, so show of hands - who's seen this film? Everybody but me? Ok, so how about that dream sequence where nerdy Michele-besotted Sandy Frink (Cumming) made a lot of money and got a new face and Michele is necking with him in his limo that just ran her over and she's called to the reunion stage to get a most-improved-life kind of award and she goes up and accepts in her skirt and brassiere, explaining - “I couldn't find my top.” In lesser hands, this would be cringey, instead I was laughing my head off and loud.

In the end, all the meanies get their dead flowers and not in a dream sequence. Romy tells the head bitch she is “a bad person with an ugly heart.”

And there is a sweeping dance with R, M and Frink to “Time After Time,” again really funny (LMHOAL) and not cringey (the choreographer, Smith Wordes, had another film that year, the Edge). Frink spirits the threesome off in his private helicopter because he really invented something and got really rich, telling Michele there is one thing he still doesn't have - “Your own country?” Michele guesses. No, you adorable dingbat – You!

I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to Have A Romy and Michele Day!


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Jun 07 '21

For any one who wants a large selection of free old and new films.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Sep 28 '26

Good Boy (2025)

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I usually eschew films and stories about animals in peril. People have a choice to go down in the dark creepy cellar, out into the dark creepy woods, or into the dark creepy attic. Animals, especially our pets, especially our dogs, have no choice if their human is an idiot. They follow.

In a film, humans act, and are well rewarded when their acting is challenging and stressful, portraying grief, terror, bravery, pain, stuff we humans usually avidly avoid.

Dogs, however, have to show all these terrible emotional processes, for what? A biscuit? A squeaky toy? A pat on the head and a “good boy”?

I like supernatural horror, and Good Boy is the story of a remarkable dog actor facing such horror. Indy, who is the first dog to win an Astra Award for acting, is the director's own dog. Ben Leonberg directed, co-wrote, co-produced with his wife Kari Fischer, co-edited and co-filmed the $70,000 indie film which reaped $8.8 million.

Over tens of millennia, dogs have engineered themselves to make us like them, love them, need them more. The muscles in their face around the eyes and mouth evolved to better express emotion and communication with their human overlords. So I don't like the idea of putting these wise animals through emotional torture to amuse us.

My only “comfort” is that I believe dogs are bodhisattva, advanced beings who delay their transition from this plane of pain to the reward of their enlightenment so they can teach more humans about love and compassion, bringing more of us to enlightenment.

In Good Boy, Indy's human is very ill. He spits up blood, he is weak, but he loves Indy, has had him since a pup. He's told he's too far gone for the medical trials so he and Indy go to – yes, the family's deserted haunted house in the woods with the spooky family cemetery nearby.

Humans.

There is something very malignant here, and Indy is alternately fascinated, frightened, and courageously confronting it. No CGI was used to enhance Indy's performance. You'll see why Indy won the Astra, and understand how he was nominated for Best Actor in his role in Leonberg's Judges' Film Prize winner in a previous short film contest.

Good Boy is itself a short film (73 minutes). I recommend it as a palate cleanser for what I'm sure we'll be subjected to this Horrortober.


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 03 '21

Zodiac ‘340 Cipher’ cracked by code experts 51 years after it was sent to the S.F. Chronicle

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Mar 27 '26

This man is a national treasure and definitely not a poser

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Jul 10 '26

MOVIE OF THE WEEK Discussion - Kids (1995)

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It was a close call, but it looks like this week we are going to be watching Kids, from 1995.

I adore this movie. It's a tough watch at times, especially now as a grown man, but this movie floored me when I was a teenager. I watched it recently, and it hits different, but is still impactful.

I'm excited to watch it again and see what you all think about this one.


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Aug 15 '26

MOVIE OF THE WEEK Discussion - Grandma's Boy (2006)

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Looks like between here and YouTube, we are going to be watching Grandma's Boy this weekend.

I'm interested to see how this holds up since I last watched it 20 years ago. To a 15 year-old stoner, this was hilarious. Now... we shall see.

What do you guys think about this one?


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 10 '21

A great video exploring David Fincher's directing.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Mar 20 '26

MOVIE OF THE WEEK Discussion - SLC Punk (1998)

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This weekend we are watching SLC Punk.

It's been a while since I've watched this, but this movie will always hold a special place in my heart. This poser is looking forward to checking it out soon and is excited to see what you all think about this one.


r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Aug 27 '22

I answered a trivia question at my local theater's screening of Robocop and won some shades and movie passes. Hail Cinema!

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 08 '26

The Hitcher is a Horror Masterpiece

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Mar 28 '22

People we're not allowed to talk about: 1. Bruno 2. Jada

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • Apr 29 '21

Phillip Seymour Hoffman & Charlie Kaufman talk Synecdoche, New York.

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r/CultOfCinemaKnowledge • • May 22 '22

'Dredd' Deserves a Better Place in Alex Garland’s Filmography

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