Just couldn't get on the wavelength to enjoy this film I'm afraid.

I absolutely love a cruel movie, but there's a strange arrthymic quality to Curry Barker's Obsession that left me feeling as though I was watching it through a glazed window. It's likely due to personal circumstance that I wasn't in the right headspace to accept the film on its own merit. During the runtime I couldn't help but think about how much I would be enjoying this if…

Quite silly, but it's hard to articulate the specific joy this film made me feel.

This year will be my tenth year living in Edinburgh. To see my adopted city rendered so true - so warm muddy-brown and hazy; to see that Suzuki zooming down streets I know like the back of my hand; to see pre-gentrified Newhaven looking so weathered and ragged; to see the big King's Road junction sign read JEDBURGH and, of course, MUSSELBURGH, brings a tear…

What a beautiful film! I was suprised by how much I enjoyed this considering I could feel myself rejecting the movie at first (most of the dialogue, especially Will Patton's narration, is so cliché and on the nose). Loved, loved, LOVED the way it looked and sounded. Bryce Dressner's score sounds like a sonnet for a wounded bird. Joel Edgerton was, as usual, quietly wonderful as Granier, but William H. Macy gives what is really a remarkable performance with relatively…