So May was very different from April in that I didn’t watch nearly as many films directed by women as I had intended. Mostly this was because there were a bunch of films expiring from FilmStruck that I had to watch. Like, so many films. You’ll see. As always, the whole list of everything I watched in May plus my favorites can be found after the cut.
Jupiter Jones: Stinger said that you attacked an entitled once.
Caine Wise: Stinger talks too much.
Jupiter Jones: Is it true?
Caine Wise: Does it matter?
Jupiter Jones: Sorry, I get it’s none of my business. I was just trying to understand.
Caine Wise: Look, the truth is I don’t know why I did it. I. . .I don’t even remember doing it. It just happened.
Jupiter Jones: We all do things we can’t explain.
Caine Wise: They said it was in my genes. A defect of my genome engineering.
Jupiter Jones: Could explain a lot of things about me. Like the fact that I have an uncanny ability to fall for men that don’t fall for me. It’s like my internal compass needle points straight at Mr. Wrong. Maybe it’s my genes. Maybe I have defective engineering too. And if that’s the case is there any way to fix it?
Caine Wise: You are royalty now. I’m a splice. You don’t understand what that means, but I have more in common with a dog than I have with you.
Jupiter Jones: I love dogs, I’ve always loved dogs.
Lately I’ve become more and more frustrated with the various “best ever” lists that have been released because they rarely feature films by women, or if they do it’s usually one or two films. I think this is more a reflection of those who are polled for these kinds of lists, as well as a compounding of history on itself. For so long films by men have made up the bulk of the film canon and I think people are afraid to add new films to these revered lists. I also think many people haven’t seen very many films by women, or if they have it’s always the same handful of films. In an attempt to create a better, more inclusive list of great films by women, I polled over 500 critics, filmmakers, bloggers, historians, professors and casual film viewers, asking them to tell me what films directed (or co-directed) by women are essential viewing. Some people only responded with as little as five votes, others submitted hundreds of films. In the end, I received over 7,000 votes for 1,100+ different films. After tallying up this data, with ties factored in, I then had a list of 103 essential films directed by women.
Robert Frobisher: Sixsmith. I climb the steps of the Scot monument every morning and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.