Two masterpieces, one right after the other. This was the day I had been waiting for. I caught Steven Soderbergh’s “Che” today, all four hours and 20 minutes of it. It’s a glorious achievement from a brilliant mind, one of the few directors who seeks to challenge himself constantly. “Che” is audacious and bold filmmaking because not everyone will like it or even understand it perhaps. Soderbergh digs deep into the mind of a brilliant man and allows us a lucky glimpse.
Moments after the film ended, with barely a moment to regroup, I saw Darren Aronofsky’s “The Wrestler” — and now I understand what all the fuss is about. If Mickey Rourke is not nominated for Best Actor for an Academy Award, there really is no justice. But Hollywood can be quite the unforgiving town…
(Reviews after the jump.)