I’ve wanted to see The Goldfinch ever since I’d learned they were making it into a film. I adored the book. I love Donna Tartt and love big Dickensian works in which one can lose oneself and The Goldfinch was a lovely blend of both. I know I am in the minority, but I loved the film. I loved the pace and the aesthetic and Nicole Kidman and the soundtrack (I can never hear Beethoven’s Piano Concercerto No. 5 in E-Flat Major, Op. 73 without my heart breaking just a little: it’s probably my favourite piece of music.) I even liked the casting. Most of all, I loved that it was, at its essence, a love story to art.
I also saw My Zoe at TIFF. After I saw the Julie Delpy films on the flight home from Rome, I googled her and found this article in The Guardian on her struggle to find financing and distribution for her latest film. When I saw that it was coming to TIFF, I got tickets since I wanted to see it in case it never enjoyed broader distribution (some of my favourite TIFF films never made it into wide release.) I really enjoyed it. It’s not for everyone, but it captures so many truths about divorce, parenting, mothering, medical ethics, and love. I really hope someone distributes it and, apparently, IndieWire agrees.
On the small-screen front, I’m really enjoying Derry Girls on Netflix. If you want to laugh stupidly, remember the 1990s, and enjoy music by The Cranberries, this series is for you. The show builds and by the final episode of season one, I was in love. If only Sister Michael could transport herself to suburbia: I think she’d be lots of fun.
Have you watched anything good lately?