The Stranger Suggests
Film
'Pickpocket'
Robert Bresson's most famous movie that is not about a donkey is a thing of minimal pretense and maximal refinement. In it, there are acts of petty crime spelled out with thrilling precision. There is a bare Parisian garret. There is a girl so perfect and serene you expect her to pop out a second Son of God any minute. But the component parts add up to something far more basic and bracing, something like cold water, or a punch to the gut. (Metro Cinemas, 4500 Ninth Ave NE, 781-5755. 7 and 9 pm, $10.)
ANNIE WAGNER
Nothing interesting happened in the whole fucking movie.
$10?!
I continue to be disturbed by the implication that a punch to the gut is "bracing." A splash of cold water, sure. But no hitting!
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and I will cut you up.
Dearest Annie: You movie reviews are fucking brilliant. I truly love them. And the line about Pickpocket being the best Bresson movie not about a donkey made me laugh out loud. I'm gonna buy you a present someday...
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