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Christopher Forsley

Film Critic

San Francisco

Christopher Forsley

"I regard criticism as an art. . . If you think it is so easy to be a critic, so difficult to be a poet or a painter or film experimenter, may I suggest you try both? You may discover why there are so few critics, so many poets"
~ Pauline Kael, aired on KPFA in 1963.

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Spring Break is Over, Bitches

Last week, on my Facebook News Feed, this message from Harmony Korine, director of Spring Breakers (2013), popped up: Like what the F$$$ so some guy decided to make spring breakers two without mine our James permission lame muthafuker! Turns out that the lame mother-fucker who decided to make a Spring Breakers sequel without Korine’s blessing is a Paris-based production company called Wild Bunch.
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Sam Peckinpah’s Elliot Rodger

Good films entertain, great films enlighten, and some films, the greatest of the great, do all these things, and they keep doing them for all eternity… or at least until governments ban them for challenging the status-quo. Often the greatness of them isn’t obvious upon their release. Eventually, though, something baffling will happen to us, or the world we live in, and we’ll realize that in the previously unrecognized film, an explanation lives like a gold nugget just waiting to enrich the lives of its viewers today.
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An Evening with Richard Linklater

The 2014 San Francisco International Film Festival is underway and tonight is this year’s only event guaranteed to induce a boner. Let me clarify: the Bay Area’s queen of film criticism, Pauline Kael, suggested that all cinema, especially great cinema, has a sexual force inherent to it. While Bernardo Berolucci’s Last Tango in Paris (1973) may be the only film to fully express, as Kael wrote, this “primitive. . . thrusting, jabbing eroticism,” every great film is naturally sexy.
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Mediated Frenzy – The Sunday Review

Evelyn Waugh was the funniest female satirist of the 20th century, and Scoop was her funniest novel. Regrettably, I’m keeping the haze moist with a lie: Evelyn Waugh wasn’t a female satirist, and even if he was he would not have been the funniest of the 20th century. None of Waugh’s sixteen novels are funny, and Scoop is no exception.
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About

Christopher Forsley

Christopher Forsley was born in Massachusetts, raised in Arizona, and is living in California. Contact him at ChristopherForsley@gmail.com with freelance assignments or other job offers. He also accepts ghostwriting gigs when the money is right.

Besides criticism and the occasional piece of humor, he writes comic books and strips. His brother and collaborator, Cameron Forsley, illustrates these along with many of the essays and reviews found above. They share a website at www.The ForsleyBrothers.com