confessions of an amateur cineaste

I had very much wanted to see The Science of Sleep at the film festival, but I had to skip it because it was the Closing Night Gala and therefore spendy. However, it was probably better that I didn’t see it until now, because my new boyfriend Gael García Bernal’s performance is all the more remarkable in contrast to his work in Bad Education which I had seen a few days before. Seriously. He’s one hell of an actor, sweet & comic here.

The film is gorgeous. I said elsewhere that the script isn’t as tight as Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (which, of course, was written by Kaufman, not Gondry), but frankly, I didn’t care. It’s touching and surreal and yay. I loved it. So there.