“When I fatefully stumbled across Whit Stillman’s Metropolitan in middle school, I was enthralled with its utilization of small-conversational flow to fill the negative spaces between characters. Verbal communication is the center of the camera’s eye ― but it’s delivered so matter-of-factly that the jab of jealousy or a slip of sadness might be more surprising to hear than the charged outburst in the usual emotional outlet.

Martini glasses are replaced with TV dinners in Jim Jarmusch’s Stranger than Paradise, a sardonic salute to kindness and the honor of caring for one another even if it doesn’t come out right.” – Anna Hoang, Boston Hassle

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