A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius

By an extreme stroke of luck, I was able to see what was probably my single most-anticipated film of the year (Bong Joon-ho’s stunning Palme D’Or winner Parasite) last night, ahead of its premieres at TIFF and NYFF, and even now, almost a full day later, I’m still at a loss for words. To say I was dazzled by it would be a vast understatement. I was FLOORED by it. Knocked completely breathless by it. Left lying awake in bed obsessing over it, unable to let it go.

It is, simply put, a masterwork of the highest order. Joon-ho has to be the best, and is certainly my favorite, filmmaker working today, and I cannot wait to see what he does next and, in the meantime, to watch this mind-blowing magnum opus about 10 more times.

I won’t spoil any plot details, but suffice to say it not only defies genre, it REINVENTS genre, and it does so with a staggering amount of heart, humor, sophistication and style.

It’s no secret that I’d been feeling pretty damn unimpressed with and uninspired by the crop of films 2019 has yielded so far for the last several months, but Parasite has single-handedly cured me of all such afflictions. It gave me everything I could possibly want from a film, plus a lot of things I didn’t even know I could want. It’s that good. And I’m so relieved. Cinema is back baby, big time. 2019 has finally delivered. Praise be.

To the great Bong Joon-ho, I’ve only got one thing to say:

Pretty much sums it up.

I can’t wait for this film to explode and start racking up the awards and recognition it so desperately deserves. What an achievement. Wow.

Wow, Bong, wow.

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xx

JB