Films like September.
September (1987) reads as Heavy, measured, measured drama / chamber, grounded in texture. Nihilistic, intimate, measured. Every film below is ranked by distance across the same twelve hand-scored axes — with what it keeps, and where it walks away. Not a genre dump.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the bone-dry seriousness — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the bone-dry seriousness — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the cold, bleak undertow and the patient, unhurried pace — one of the nearest reads in the catalogue.
Keeps the bone-dry seriousness and the heightened unreality; trades toward a patient, unhurried pace.
These are September’s neighbours — where are yours?
Rate five posters and the same twelve axes read you — then tonight’s pick comes from your own centre of taste.
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