Molly R

”Qu’est-ce que c’est dégueulasse” – Sothbey’s, who will be auctioning in June Godard’s ‘script’ for À Bout de Souffle (more like handwritten notes and synopses of some of the scenes), are calling its closing line iconic, and maybe it’s more than a cash-grabbing reflex.

“At the beginning, I wanted to change the voice, which mostly meant cleansing the florid baroqueness of the language. In the Vanity Fair I inherited, a restaurant wasn’t a restaurant, it was a “boîte.” (…) A party wasn’t a party, it was a “fête.” (…) Out went glitzy, coiffed, wannabe, A-list, and even celebrity. Out went (…) eatery (for “restaurant”), flat (for “apartment”), flick (for “movie”), fuck (okay in a quote but not with regard to the actual sex act)”. How Graydon Carter cleaned out the copyedits in 1990’s Vanity Fair.

Just very big pearls (grâce à Vaquera Fall 2025).

Someone on Reddit made a gif of that outfit in Sorrentino’s Parthenope which echoes the glorious Isabella Rossellini getup in Death Becomes her.

Lyotard will not have it.

Willem Dafoe entered the Criterion Closet, a good time to evoke his excellent scarf on Paul Schrader’s Light Sleeper.

“…There’s nothing to do online anymore except shop and watch videos.”

“The ultimate modern wardrobe from a dissatisfied woman” is a very good phrase from Cathy Horyn’s review of the new Phoebe Philo outing.

A shrine worthy of the holiest of noodles, Ramen Haus is simple but effective. The photos are impeccable and so is the ‘simple’ design; the fact that some elements rotate beyond what seems like the confined image frame is deeply satisfying.

Hours of vase fun. Wait ’till you try it.