About two years ago, a film professor sent me a list of 100 films I needed to see before I died. Some, I’d already seen. Many, I hadn’t, so I loaded the films onto my Netflix queue, and I’ve been diligently watching them since.
Since then, I have watched Polish films and South African films, and Swedish and British and Irish and Pakistani and obsure American films and I’ve enjoyed nearly all of them. If nothing else, I could go in to work the next morning and brag about films like “Kolya,” a wonderful ’96 Czech film that broke my heart last night.
It’s O.K. I’m nearly over it.
And I am nearly at the end of my list, and I don’t know any more film professors to guide my way. Could you recommend a movie? If I get to the end of my list with no more to add, I will surely die.
And thank you.