Continued Lewton this week by watching The Leopard Man and The Ghost Ship and rewatching The Curse of the Cat People. The Leopard Man shares much on the surface with Cat People, but is far less mysterious and doesn't revere myth in the same way. Instead it treats Mexican folk tales as dubious and has cast members with less chemistry. Still some solid atmosphere. The Ghost Ship is much better, a deviation from what I've seen from Lewton films so far in that it's not at all a horror film. Sour thriller with oppressive sets and framing are a great method of telling a story about corrupt power. The Curse of the Cat People was a reminder of the heights Lewton productions could reach. Loneliness, beauty, innocence. A truly wonderful dreamlike drama. This time the way the film interwove myth with expressive emotion reminded me of Miyazaki.
Today I also watched Kundun, which falls face-first into as many biopic pitfalls as it vaults over. Flashy stylistic choices (the stacked dissolves in and out, the macro photography) are exciting but not quite rich. And then The Color Wheel, which I enjoyed a whole lot and after it and Listen Up Philip I am confident Alex Ross Perry is an important current talent. So funny and uncomfortable and frank.