In 2015, L’Équipe Explore profiled Anton Kupricka, an outlier in the world of ultra-trail running. He earned this status thanks to his impressive track record, but above all because of the polarizing image he projects: that of a runner with the look of a woodsman—a maverick with a minimalist lifestyle entirely devoted to the mountains—who nonetheless evolved over the years into an accidental hipster, becoming as much a marketing asset as a popular phenomenon, a unique feat in the niche world of ultra-trail running.
Its predictability shouldn’t distract from the enjoyment that the pure cinematic imagination behind the camera elicits. It is a movie of crises both moral and mortal, oozing with CGI, and thoroughly enjoyable.
Ultimately, Wicked is a story about the cost of being othered, the pain of being misnamed, and the quiet revolution of standing in your truth.
I highly recommend Kill Bill: Volume 2. In classic Tarantino fashion, specific sections of the film are a tad too long, but overall, it’s a wonderful piece of escapist fiction.
Hokum is an enjoyable horror film that will probably get a little under your skin, but it isn’t the tour de force that you might be expecting.
What seems like such a simple story of survival is so much more than that—it’s a story of family, and of war, and of destruction. It’s painful to watch, but not in a bad way. It makes its audience reflect on their own actions, and in how they are complicit in the sufferings of others as the adults in this film are. Grave of the Fireflies does not hold back from being heartbreaking, and it shouldn’t. It tells a message that needs to be heard decades after the war, and a story that cannot be forgotten by history.
