Money is the root of all evil, money can’t buy you happiness, or as Biggie Smalls put it so fittingly, “mo’ money, mo’ problems.” It’s a little hard to believe if you don’t really have much of it, but in the case of Hans, there seems to be more than enough money to come to such conclusions. Hans lives in Cologne, wears business suits, and decides to give up his job and his regular life. He calls his parents, then gives his iPhone to some kids on the streets and buys a photograph off a kebap vendor of some beautiful house near a lake to go on a trip south in the vague hope to find that house – or at least happiness- on the way.
Author: Toby Ashraf
Once upon a time there was a violent girl named Annie. She had long blond hair and her freckled face rarely smiled. Annie liked to play soccer as much as she liked to wear oversized men’s shirts. Her kingdom was the outskirts of a small town in Texas and her favourite pastime was destroying things. When Annie entered a grocery store, she would steal something; when she once stole a beautiful rainbow-coloured lollipop, she quickly bit it into pieces. One day, as Annie went on a stroll through the woods behind her house, she heard a voice from a hole in the ground and it seemed that her life was changed forever.
It’s just awesome…and cute. What is, you ask? Pretty much everything in the world of the teenagers that are so bored with their lives in Calabasas, California, that they decide to break into the houses of celebrities like Lindsay Lohan, Megan Fox, and Paris Hilton, steal some stuff, and then buy more stuff paid for by the stuff they stole.
A ghost haunts the scene – it’s invisible and rarely audible, hardly there but always present. He would be dead if it weren’t for the archival footage that resurrects him and frees so many emotions. It’s a ghost called love, a ghost named Simon that director Vincent Dieutre summons in one of the most extraordinary, unusual, and unorthodox love stories of the year – Jaurès.
Dear Greta Gerwig,
It’s hardly an original thing to say at the moment, but I have huge crush on you. I know, everyone does, and I kind of wish I hated your film Frances Ha even a little bit so that I could be controversial, go against the general hype, but you simply make it impossible not to love you. Honestly, it was never easier to recommend a film to my friends or to our readers, and it was never truer to call a film a feelgood movie, although Frances Ha is much more insightful and playful and fun and honest and sweeping than most of the other films bearing that label.