I didn't attend Cannes in 2009, but what I've come to understand to be that year's Official Selection highlight--namely, Alain Resnais's delirious late masterpiece Wild Grass--is precisely the kind of movie I always long to experience, here or anywhere: a vision always blossoming, driving deeper into a world entirely of its own creation, ever-willing to swerve off-road to see where the unpaved path might lead. The scarcity of such work in cinema no doubt runs down to the roots of the industry, a...
I didn't attend Cannes in 2009, but what I've come to understand to be that year's Official Selection highlight--namely, Alain Resnais's delirious late masterpiece Wild Grass--is precisely the kind of movie I always long to experience, here or anywhere: a vision always blossoming, driving deeper into a world entirely of its own creation, ever-willing to swerve off-road to see where the unpaved path might lead. The scarcity of such work in cinema no doubt runs down to the roots of the industry, a...
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