The first time I read Gabriel García Márquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude was in seventh grade, when I was about thirteen. Looking back, I realize that it was probably too early to fully grasp the depth of this monumental work. However, at the time, it was displayed prominently in every bookstore I visited (and it still is), making it hard not to want to pick it up. I was also confident that I was ready to read it, having already tackled several other famous works of foreign literature. As it
I watched the entire second season of Squid Game as soon as it premiered on Netflix. Although I hadn’t seen the first season, I quickly realized this wouldn’t be an issue. However, by the final scene, I have to say this season is far from impressive. As a thriller centered around brutal survival games, it suffers from notably poor narrative efficiency and slow pacing. The character development is equally flat. After catching up on the first season, I found that, compared to it, the games in Seas
I thought I wouldn’t have to, but here we go… I will start saying this: I am not a Sci-Fi guy. While I do respect the Star Wars franchise, withstand massive admiration for Lord of The Rings, and certainly appreciative of Harry Potter’s precision; I’ve never been akin to these type of movies (with the exception of The Empire Strikes Back ,1980 and Return of The Jedi, 1983). All of this to say that I was taken to the theatre involuntarily and without really knowing what to expect. Little did I kno
Sometimes miracles happen in cinema. Incredibly stupid ideas give birth to formidably entertaining films. How this happens is a mystery, but it's probably due to a combo of a great cast, a good director and a smart script that keeps the pacing devilishly (!) fast and doesn't have the luxury of questioning the credibility of the horrible underlying idea of the whole story. How Universal Pictures greenlit a project like The Car is an enigma, but one imagines what the pitch meeting must have been l
We all have that guilty pleasure in our cinematic tastes, that one title we’d rather not admit to in front of discerning cinephile friends. For me, that guilty pleasure is What Women Want. Yes, the 2000 romantic comedy directed by Nancy Meyers, starring Mel Gibson and Helen Hunt. And before anyone judges me, let me explain how a man raised on explosions, car chases, and epic one-liners from Lethal Weapon ended up captivated by a film about a guy who can hear what women think. The first time I wa
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