Not quite a movie, (but almost a movie) I watched “The wonderful Story of Henry Sugar” on Netflix. I remember enjoying the story as a kid, and this is some peak Wes Anderson that really leans into the whimsy. The nested stories, the fourth wall breaking scene and costume changes, and the way the actors recite the story instead of simply acting out their parts was quite entertaining. I recommend it.
Unless you dislike Wes Anderson or Roald Dahl.
Rebecca. I really liked it. I now have an entirely new conceptualization of the phrase “withering stare.” Mrs. Danvers is creepy as hell. Wow. I read the book as a girl and remember liking it, but I had totally forgotten the plot twists and I enjoyed every one. Shades of the novel Jane Eyre, a favorite of mine. It was a Gothic romance featuring a broody hero, a “late wife” secretly shut up in an attic and the whole place burned to the ground at the end. While it has a different plot, the movie has big Jane Eyre energy.
Cracks me up to hear Joan Fontaine moan about how she’s not beautiful. And the response is, “There, there. There are more important things than beauty.” Poor, plain Joan Fontaine.
I saw that (The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar) over the weekend. It’s the first of, I think, five adaptions of Roald Dahl stories that will be available on Netflix. As you said, it’s Wes Anderson, so if you don’t get his style or hate it, you probably wouldn’t want to watch it.
From the Barbie movie:
Barbie: “I’m not pretty anymore.”
freeze-frame
Narrator: “Note to filmmakers: Margot Robbie is not the right person to cast to make this point.”
Midnight Run on Netflix, which I somehow missed when it came out in '88. Probably because I was living in Germany at the time. Predictable movie, but lots of fun actors like Dennis Farina and Joe Pantoliano.
I recently saw The Celluloid Closet, documentary (on TCM) about the representation of LGBTQ characters in the pre-gay rights days of Hollywood where you couldn’t come out and say that a character was gay. They spent a lot of time on Mrs Danvers.
It went right over my head while watching the film, but yeah, I can see it. I guess my view at the time was that Mrs. Danvers had been living vicariously through Rebecca, but it’s not a hard sell at all that Mrs. Danvers loved Rebecca. It adds a great layer of complexity to her character, and explains the extended underwear sequence.
That is a great documentary BTW.
If I’m responsible for you or anyone else going on a Hitchcock-watching frenzy, I’ll cheerfully take credit! 
The man was a genius in his particular genre. I’ve got Spellbound, Psycho, and North by Northwest lined up next. I’ll post comments whenever I think they might be useful, although I imagine everybody and their dog and cat has seen Psycho!
Literally! 
Great Psycho cat video!
Ah, thanks. I’d forgotten that.
Agreed. And from Wiki:
Several of the interior scenes were filmed in Powerscourt House, an 18th-century mansion in County Wicklow, Republic of Ireland. The house was destroyed in an accidental fire several months after filming (November 1974), so the film serves as a record of the lost interiors, particularly the “Saloon” which was used for more than one scene.
We watched Asteroid City.
Visually arresting , entertaining, well acted, got anybody and everybody in it. Zero clue what it was about. No doubt something about how awesome making plays and film is or some such, but really, zero clue.
Would watch it again though.
Your first mistake is assuming that it’s “about” anything.
I’ve noticed in more recent movies/TV shows that they tend to not mention an actual dollar amount in these situations. I assumed it was for this very reason. It can make the movie seem really dated and laughable in later years.
Actually, The Fall and Rise of Reginald Perrin. I haven’t seen any of it in decades, but when the Perrin character returns to his wife incognito, she is pretending to be having an affair. She makes up a man who is half Scottish and half Hungarian, which is pretty much what my ethnic background is (give or take a few percentage points). I think that’s partly why I remember it so well.
I’m currently reading a book about Val Lewton, and they mention the Orson Welles/Joan Fontaine (there she is again) version of Jane Eyre being made near the time Lewton was making I Walked with a Zombie and included the latter film in the “like Jane Eyre category.” I can see it. Oops, and Rebecca was explicitly a Jane Eyre homage.
Tried to watch Rose Red, but had to give up after about 20 minutes of poor acting and uninspired writing.
Barry Lyndon is one of only two movies I’ve ever bawled my eyes out for. It’s the scene that switches from the dying boy to his funeral procession. That little goat drawn cart he used to play with it carrying his coffin. Ack, I’m getting teary thinking about it.
What is the other?
It’s ET Not the scene where he “dies” but when the kids show him to their mother, and she takes them all away. He reaches out his hand and makes a crying noise. He’s cold, sick, dying, and now he’s being abandoned.
I remembered the remark but had no idea it was real- its such a made up sounding name. This is by far my favorite Hitchcock. Love everyone in it, even the weirdly sexy Sebastian.
If I learned one thing from Barry Lyndon and Gone with the Wind, it’s not not let little kids try fence jumping with their new ponies.
Have you spotted him in any of his cameos?