Korstmos is a 23-minute journey into the mind of a man living in complete solitude. Confined to the walls of his apartment, he experiences the world through routine, silence, and anticipation. As he obsessively prepares for the sound of the doorbell, he awaits the arrival of his grocery delivery, one of his few remaining connections to the outside world. Korstmos serves as both a technical and philosophical exploration of the boundaries that define life, set within the inherently boundaryless medium of virtual reality. Korstmos challenges how VR dissolves limits while simultaneously constructing new ones within its immersive space.
The film's Incluvie rating is off the charts. It features Black, Muslim, queer, trans humans whose moms hold them up, fight for them, and love them for who they are...making anything possible.
Slip on your favorite dungarees and spend the day on the east coast of New Zealand before the 90s.
Leveraging the cockiness of many of his interview subjects, Theroux created an exposing documentary that shows just how scary these sections of the internet can be.
I believe in homages, but there's a proper way to borrow a creative idea instead of making it appear as if you hit the copy and paste button. Most likely, anyone is better off simply reading the books. Or just put on Scream.
Star Wars is better if you believe that Luke Skywalker is gay. You can't change my mind.
Ultra-violent storytelling has never been my thing, but the issues with Scarface go beyond that. The film perpetuates harmful stereotypes about Latinx immigrants and uses gore and misogyny for shock value that never serves any purpose. The whole venture is frustratingly empty, and left me desiring something more.
