The holdover highlight is once again The Odyssey, which continues its run at both Cinemapolis and the Regal, but if your plans include more than just a trip to the cinema, consider seeing I Want Your Sex at the former instead. Here’s what I recently said about it on Letterboxd:
Olivia Wilde is spending 2026 crusading against the “fertility crisis” by making date night movies that actually do increase the chances that dinner and a movie are followed by enjoyable consensual sex! This one is more adventurous than The Invite but as aphrodisiacs, it’s a draw.
There’s not much happening on the special events front this week, but noteworthy repertory options include screenings of family favorite The Sandlot at the Regal Monday-Wednesday and two showings of Love & Basketball, another excellent sports movie, at Cinemapolis on Tuesday.
Home Video Recommendation:Obsession recently concluded an eight-week run as my favorite new film in Ithaca theaters, which will likely be the longest of Movie Year 2026. While that hardly guarantees an appearance on my annual Top Ten (Percent) list–The Phoenician Scheme missed the cut last year despite holding this honor–I do find myself thinking about it fairly often. Like this shot, for instance:
Which corresponds to the first moment Michael Johnston’s Bear says anything that could be construed as an apology. In other words, he’s saying “I’m sorry” to his own reflection! This is a hard film to talk about without verging into “spoiler” territory, so I don’t want to say much more here, but check out my Letterboxd movie diary entries here and here for further thoughts after you watch it. Obsession is now streaming on Peacock with a subscription and is available from Universal Pictures Home Entertainment via a variety of other rental and purchase options, including physical media.
Previous “Ithaca Film Journal” posts canbe found here.A running list ofall of my “Home Video” recommendations can be found here.
“It was raining last night and I couldn’t sleep, so I started my favorite TV show again, The Pink Opaque.”
So says Justice Smith’s Owen in voiceover in the first scene which follows I Saw The TV Glow‘s title card. The film is nearly four minutes old at that point, and we already know a little something about TPO because it’s there right from the start, appearing first in the form of a younger version of Owen (Ian Foreman) watching a television in his living room that suddenly goes the color of Manic Panic Fuschia Shock in the movie’s second shot:
Then takes over the screen in the third shot with a promo for this week’s episode that features one of its two heroes Isabel (Helena Howard) striding confidently across a football field with an axe:
In a gesture you’d never notice if you weren’t looking for it, she seems to wave at Owen from under the show’s title:
But he isn’t looking for it and doesn’t react. There’s a dissolve from his face to a group of school children that includes him playing parachute games in the gym:
Then that title card, and then we’re off. The shot of adult Owen staring into a campfire above cuts to one set on election night 1996 (as we’re informed by another set of handwritten pink titles), where under the light of a Fruitopia machine older kid Maddy (Jack Haven) will properly introduce him to the television program which will (not) change his life. “It’s a kid’s show, right?” he asks:
“No, no way. Who told you that?” Maddy says incredulously, putting down the episode guide she’s been reading. “I mean, yeah, technically it’s on the Young Adult Network, but it’s way too scary and the mythology is way too complicated for most kids.”
She deems his reply (“I see commercials for it all the time–it looks amazing!”) sufficiently respectful, and the scene continues with her lending him the episode guide:
And ends with a plan being hatched when Owen admits that his early bedtime doesn’t permit him to watch it when it comes on Saturdays at 10:30pm as “the last show in the block before they switch to black-and-white reruns for old people.” Thus it is that a couple of scenes later when Owen’s mom (Danielle Deadwyler) drops him off at a friend’s house for a sleepover, he only pretends to ring the bell:
And instead scurries off to Maddy’s to watch The Pink Opaque with her and her friend Amanda (Emma Portner). The episode that airs that night features an opening-credits font instantly recognizable to all fans of Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
And a terrifying incredible melting ice cream man that appears to be about to devour a child in their own bedroom, who as William Hughes noted in an article for the AV Club is basically “a horror-movie version of ice cream mascot Mr. Tastee” from the classic Nickelodeon television program The Adventures of Pete & Pete:
The sequence ends with Maddy saying that she identifies more closely with the series’ other protagonist Tara (Lindsey Jordan) than Isabel, who she describes as “kind of a drip,” and confessing that “sometimes The Pink Opaque feels more real than real life”:
And a dissolve first from Owen to Isabel as he walks back to his friend’s house the following morning:
Then from a carefree, sunlit Isabel back to Owen (now played by Smith) at a carnival two years later:
With Owen’s change in orientation toward Isabel seeming significant even if it isn’t yet clear why. We learn more about what actually happens on The Pink Opaque in this sequence than any other courtesy graphics representing the tape recordings Maddy has been making Owen, who still isn’t allowed to stay up late enough to watch the show live, which accompany a long shot of him walking through their school as a song Caroline Polachek created for the film called “Starburned and Unkissed” plays in the background:
And excerpts from a re-run of the pilot episode where we meet the demons Marco and Polo and the “big bad” Mr. Melancholy (all also played by Emma Portner) for the first time:
And in which Tara replies to Isabel’s question “am I going crazy?” by portentously admonishing her, “never let anyone convince you of that.”
The following scene contains what must be TV Glow‘s most oft-quoted line. Owen spots Maddy eating lunch alone on the bleachers and, mustering up the courage to actually TALK to her again, says that he’d like to come over again to watch The Pink Opaque live. “I like girls,” she says. “You know that, right?” She asks if he likes girls. Or boys. His reply: “I think that I like TV shows.”
Then: “when I think about that stuff, it feels like someone took a shovel and dug out all my insides. And I now there’s nothing in there, but I’m still too nervous to open myself up and check.” The following Saturday Maddy tells Owen that she’s leaving town because she’ll die if she stays. “I don’t know how, exactly, but I know it’s true,” she says.
“If you leave, I won’t have anyone to watch The Pink Opaque with,” he replies.
She tattoos his neck with a pink marker:
But the next morning he furiously scrubs it off:
And instead of running away with her, he asks a woman played by the actress who portrayed Tara Maclay on Buffy to help him:
Maddy disappears without a trace the next summer the same month The Pink Opaque is cancelled, leaving behind only a burning TV:
But returns eight years later and asks Owen to join her at “a place on the edge of town” where they can talk. Even though her first question for him is about The Pink Opaque, which he identifies as his “favorite TV show of all time” in his reply, he completely fails to notice that they are, impossibly, sitting in the Double Lunch, its answer to Buffy‘s Bronze:
“When you think back on watching The Pink Opaque,” Maddy asks, “how do you remember it?” The movie cuts to a glimpse of an eight-years-younger Owen trying on a pink dress in Maddy’s bathroom as she goes on, “do you remember it as just a TV show?”
As she continues to press, this is followed by a reaction shot which reveals that the previous image was from her POV:
Then there’s a cut to a close-up of Owen wearing a faint but (for perhaps the only time in the whole film) genuine smile:
“Listen,” Maddy says, “I know this might sound crazy, but when you think back on The Pink Opaque, when you remember watching it in my basement on Saturday nights from 10:30 to 11:00pm, do you ever get confused? Like, maybe the memory isn’t quite right?” As Owen shakes his head and replies, “what do you mean ‘not quite right’?” there’s another cut to his younger self, still wearing the dress, following Maddy through the night as the ghost tattoo on the back of his neck suddenly glows pink:
“Does time ever feel like it’s not moving normally?” Maddy clarifies. “Like it’s all out of whack? Do you ever feel like you’re narrating your own life, watching it play in front of you like an episode of television? Or do you ever have a hard time distinguishing between what happened in the show and what happened in real life? Like somehow the memories got jumbled around?” As Owen struggles to comprehend, there’s a cut to the same shot of Isabel with an axe that we saw before, only now it’s in a widescreen aspect ratio:
Which is replaced moments later by Maddy and Owen, who we now realize if we haven’t already is wearing Isabel’s dress, on the same football field:
“I’m trying to go slow,” Maddy says as Mr. Melancholy appears overhead in the flashback, “I don’t want to alarm you.”
Then, finally coming to the point, “I’ve been there. Inside the show. Inside The Pink Opaque.” Cue cathartic scream by musical guest King Woman:
Owen rushes home and dumps out a bag where he’s been keeping all the VHS tapes Maddy made for him, one of which contains the final episode of The Pink Opaque ever broadcast.
He explains that he received this one in the mail after she disappeared and describes watching it then. As Caetlin Benson-Allott notes in a Film Quarterly column called “Life-Affirming Horror and the Films of Jane Schoenbrun,” the portions of it we see through his eyes are initially shown “in Academy aspect ratio, as befits a 1998 television program.”
Isabel follows a voice that she thinks belongs to Tara, but Tara has already been buried alive by Marco and Polo and it’s a trap:
They cut out her heart and feed her Luna Juice:
And then sit back to await the arrival of their boss. As Benson-Allott observes, “Owen narrates these developments until the arrival of Mr. Melancholy, a demonic man in the moon whose face resembles an ever-fluctuating caseous mask that quickly fills the entire frame.”
She continues:
His image is based on the pockmarked moon face from the Smashing Pumpkins’ music video “Tonight, Tonight” (Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Faris, 1996), which was itself based on the moon man of Georges Méliès’s Le voyage dans la lune (1902). Mr. Melancholy’s ominous visage pulsates as he tells Isabel, “Don’t fight it. Let my poison work its magic. Soon you won’t remember anything: your real name, your superpowers, your heart. You won’t even remember that you’re dying!” Isabel gasps for air, as Owen gasps for air during their many asthma attacks. Mr. Melancholy is indeed speaking to Owen as well, for as he talks the frame expands into the wide-screen aspect ratio that denotes Owen’s reality. Owen and Isabel’s mutual pulmonary distress confirms their connection even as it also manifests the stress of staying in the closet for Owen. Owen’s asthma indicates that they are dying within their male socialization, just as Isabel is asphyxiating underground.
This scene ends with Owen apparently attempting to commit suicide by thrusting his head into his television set, then being rescued by his father (Fred Durst) who holds his head under the shower until he vomits up something blue which is depicted first via a prop and then a celluloid scratch effect:
And the next one begins back in the “present day” with Owen stepping out his front door to encounter two ghostly figures played by Pete & Pete themselves, Michael C. Maronna and Danny Tamberelli:
Maddy tells Owen the tale of how leaving town didn’t help because “the trees were different, but everything else was the same” in a tour de force monologue delivered inside an inflatable planetarium that concludes with her describing how she escaped her prison in Mr. Melancholy’s Midnight Realm by paying a “burnout kid” to bury her alive, a harrowing experience she woke up from as Tara:
“I haven’t told you anything tonight that you don’t already know,” Maddy/Tara tells him, but although Owen allows himself to be led to the football field behind which she has dug him a grave, he pushes her down and runs away in an extreme long shot:
She leaves him a final message in chalk:
But never returns, and this turns out to be where we came in. “Anyway, like I was saying, it was raining the other night and I couldn’t sleep, so I started The Pink Opaque again,” Owen says addressing the camera:
But this time “the whole thing felt cheesy and cheap; dated, and not scary at all.”
That framework informed how I crafted TV Glow, which is so much about memory and the way that a television show can feel one way when you’re a kid and another when you revisit it later in life. But it’s also the ways in which life can feel both magical and utterly devoid of magic at times. With Owen, what’s tragic about that moment at the end of the film when he’s watching this weird, shitty kids show version of The Pink Opaque on Netflix is how he describes his feelings. It’s not just, “This was lame, and I’ve outgrown it.” He says he feels embarrassed, and what he’s actually dealing with there is shame.
Which would seem to pretty comprehensively refute the way I read it my first couple of times around. As I said on Letterboxd two years ago, “I don’t think we can write this off as ‘you can’t go home again’ because, 1) he has ostensibly seen it a million times, and 2) we’ve seen clips from the show, too, and this isn’t the same program!” Except that as Schoenbrun has also said in a fun interview with fellow director Gregg Araki for Filmmaker Magazine, this is all deceptively straightforward from a narrative perspective:
To me, the movie is not ambiguous in the way that, at the end of the movie, you’re presented with this question, is his reality real or was Maddy telling the truth when she told him that everything in his life was actually the fever dream of a dying TV character? To me, there’s no ambiguity there. He is absolutely in a grave somewhere far away, suffocating.
One of Mr. Melancholy’s tricks, per Maddy/Tara, is that he speeds up time in the Midnight Realm and makes seconds bleed into days, days into months, and months into years. But that’s not his only one. See also the way Owen’s manager Dave (Conner O’Malley) doesn’t seem to age at all between the sections of I Saw the TV Glow marked “eight years later” and “twenty years later” even as Owen is afflicted with a hunch, limp, and the worst case of chapped lips ever:
Or the way all of his co-workers go limp during his “I’m dying right now!” freak out since there’s no way to reconcile it with the fiction he’s inhabiting:
TV Glow acknowledges that at their worst television, movies, and music function in our lives just to pass time, but it also celebrates them as a way to freeze it in place while we consider who we really are. I was gratified to see Jeanne Thornton mention the film Seconds in her essay “An Act of Faith” included in A24’s bound edition of TV Glow‘s screenplay because I thought of it, too. That film ends with the sound of a drill, indicating that the clock has run out on John Randolph and Rock Hudson’s Tony Wilson; this one concludes with the nearly as ominous sound of Owen’s asthmatic wheezing. But if you can wheeze, you’re still breathing, and that means there is still time.
HOMER: Golf course? Did I dream that whole thing? Maybe the desert was just this sand trap. Oh! And I bet that crazy pyramid was just the pro shop! And that talking coyote was really just a talking dog.
All of the Duncan Idahos, original and the serial gholas flowed into his mind. They were like bursting seedpods denying all other existence except themselves. He saw himself crushed beneath a great worm with a human face.
“Damn you, Leto!”
Crushed and crushed and crushed . . . time and again.
“Damn you! Damn you! Damn you! . . .”
He died under a Sardaukar sword. Pain exploded into a bright glare swallowed by darkness.
He died in a ’thopter crash. He died under the knife of a Fish Speaker assassin. He died and died and died.
In Theaters: My Loving Wife and I spent a pretty big chunk of last year catching up with the Marvel Cinematic Universe and consequently Spider-Man: Brand New Day is the movie we’re planning to spend our Twelfth Wedding Anniversary Observed celebration with (we’ll be in different countries on the actual date). We’re probably going to see it at Cinemapolis this weekend before or after dinner at Thompson and Bleecker, but it also opens at the Regal Ithaca Mall today. I’m going to see I Want Your Sex at one of those two theaters this week as well. My top recommended holdover is The Odyssey, which continues its run at both venues, and I enjoyed The Invite (Cinemapolis) and Toy Story 5 (Regal) as well. You also have two final chances to see Rose of Nevada, one of my favorite films of Movie Year 2026, at Cinemapolis this afternoon and evening before it closes.
Special events include a “National Art House Day” presentation of Network at Cinemapolis tonight and the Continuum Showcase, a free “opportunity for artists, creatives, and movie lovers to come together and appreciate this moment in the continuum of cinema,” there on Sunday. Elsewhere on the repertory front, there are 55th-anniversary screenings of Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory at the Regal on Sunday and Wednesday, and two showings of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon at Cinemapolis on Tuesday.
Home Video Recommendation: Speaking of my favorite films of the year, I’ve been meaning to mention that My Father’s Shadow is now available on Mubi with a subscription! As I mentioned on Letterboxd, it’s the reason I recently reread James Joyce’s Dubliners, which is in turn the reason I was thinking about “The Dead” while I was working on the “What Makes a Man To (Not) Wander?” post I published a couple of weeks ago. It also features a Something Wondrous This Way Comes opening gust of wind and terrific original score by CJ Mirra and Duval Timothy.
Previous “Ithaca Film Journal” posts canbe found here.A running list ofall of my “Home Video” recommendations can be found here.
Rose of Nevada looks and sounds like a lo-fi The Fog, has at its heart a moral conundrum not dissimilar to the choice facing the loving fathers in Knock at the Cabin, and is evocative of Groundhog Day for reasons obvious (let’s do the time warp again!) and less so (the reckless truck driving sequence reminded me of unfilmed scenes where Phil Connors tries to get as far away from Punxsutawney as he can in 24 hours using a variety of means of transportation). This sort of thing is my bag, baby! But while I definitely see how it’s about community as director Mark Jenkins said in the Q&A with critic Isaac Feldberg that followed the 35mm screening at Chicago’s Music Box Theatre where I saw it, the movie works best for me when I think of George MacKay and Callum Turner’s leading men as representing a spectrum of exile/refugee experiences: how do you react when you can’t go home again?
Interesting first movie for My Loving Wife and I to see after finishing our remedial binge-watching of the Final Destination franchise! Which is also about what happens when you piss off one of the gods, but whereas it’s already too late for the characters in those Computer Age tales by the time they learn how to believe in them again, there’s still enough “apparent magic” left in the rituals of the Bronze Age world Matt Damon’s Odysseus inhabits for him to play them against each other even while he’s still faking it until he makes it.
The scenes in the belly of the Trojan Horse are a Baroque chiaroscuro canvas, Anne Hathaway’s “Oscar Clip” slays, and Samantha Morton’s Circe makes me think that the live-action Hayao Miyazaki remakes I joked about in February wouldn’t NECESSARILY be ALL bad in the hands of the right people. Another random thought: the part where Odysseus’s dog dies (spoiler alert?) is basically the exact opposite of the dead cat from Obsession: he’s genuinely moved by a moment that on the surface wouldn’t seem to matter much in the great scheme of things, whereas Michael Johnston’s Bear struggles to conjure up real emotions in response to actual events that pale in comparison to the imaginary How I Met Your Mother story he’s been starring in since high school.
I love Matt Damon, but to me this is a movie about the performances around him: not just Hathaway, but also Tom Holland, who never once made me think of Spider-Man, and Elliot Page’s scene-stealing Sinon, and John Leguizamo’s steadfast swineherd, and Benny Safdie nailing both the David Prowse and Sebastian Shaw aspects of his depiction of Agamemnon as a classical Darth Vader. To cite yet another cinematic contemporary, I think this works if you think of Odysseus as a weary sun from Project Hail Mary and them as the ragtag band that has to rally together to reignite his flame, yeah? But, forgive me for one more, I still prefer The Northman, which hits many, if not all, the same beats! And was one of my favorite films of Movie Year 2022, so: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
It’s definitely worth the drive to Rochester if you have business there anyway like we did (I can now tell you how a 1/10 size bass, which isn’t available anywhere locally, is NOT the same thing as a cello, but that’s a story for another day) to experience it on 70mm at the Cinemark Tinseltown Rochester and IMAX, but there’s a lot to be said for seeing this particular movie in Ithaca at Cinemapolis or the Regal Ithaca Mall as well. Other holdovers worth checking out include comedian John Early’s affectionate homage to Lifetime “movies of the week” Maddie’s Secret at Cinemapolis, The Invite there or at the Regal, and Disclosure Day and Toy Story 5 at the Regal.
I’m going with Her Private Hell at the Regal this week myself despite the fact that it got bad reviews at Cannes because so did my clubhouse leader for best film of 2026 Alpha. Special events include a presentation of Jacked at Cinemapolis this evening followed by a Q&A with director John Fucile and a free screening of Life After there on Sunday. Finally, repertory highlights include sci fi romp The Fifth Element at the Regal on Sunday and Monday and director Wes Anderson’s debut feature Bottle Rocket at Cinemapolis on Tuesday.
Home Video Recommendation: I mentioned the Final Destination franchise in my Letterboxd review of The Odyssey, and now’s a great time to watch it because the first four movies leave HBO Max at the end of the month! All six are available on that platform, but you really only need to see three: the original Final Destination so that you know what’s going on, its sequel Final Destination 2 so that you can enjoy Gina Telaroli’s great writing about it, and Final Destination 5, which I strongly suspect will remain the high point of the series no matter how many more installments they might make.
Previous “Ithaca Film Journal” posts canbe found here.A running list ofall of my “Home Video” recommendations can be found here.
PAVEL TALENKIN: I might be a self-destructive person. But I can’t look at one more pro-war Z symbol on these windows, so I take them down and put up X’s instead–a symbol online in support of Ukrainian refugees.
30 years ago David Wain and The State taught some of us that the first commandment of comedy is that “anything that isn’t true is funny.” Which: if you don’t just get it, there’s no loose stack of documents in the world big enough to make you understand. Anyway, it’s good to see so much of the old gang back together again still breathing new life into this creed! Favorite The Wizard of Oz riff since Rookie of the Year, and “Make U Sick” for Best Original Song Oscar, Non-Paul Rudd Category!
It remains at both Cinemapolis and the Regal, as does Obsession. I also enjoyed The Invite, which as I quipped on Letterboxd could also be titled Who’s Afraid of Veruca Salt? <PAUSE FOR LAUGHTER> and Disclosure Day, which continue their respective runs at the same two theaters, and Toy Story 5, which is just at the Regal. Finally, a quiet week on the special events/repertory front is highlighted by a screening of Buena Vista Social Club at Cinemapolis on Tuesday.
Home Video Recommendation:By the Bluest of Seas is a great film to pair with The Odyssey because it features one my favorite cinematic Penelopes, Yelena Kuzmina’s radiant collective farm leader Maria:
Who memorably shows her disapproval of Nikolay Kryuchkov’s mimbo Alyosha playing hooky to buy her a pearl necklace in a terrific slow-motion sequence I posted about last week. Bluest also opens with a series of seascapes that according to Nicole Brenez gave French film producer Dominique Païni an erection, which: gross! But while that may be taking things too far, they are pretty spectacular:
Current Cornell University faculty, staff, and students have access to this movie on Kanopy via a license paid for by the Library, and you might as well! If you have an all regions DVD player, you can also purchase it from a couple different foreign labels on Amazon and elsewhere.
Previous “Ithaca Film Journal” posts canbe found here.A running list ofall of my “Home Video” recommendations can be found here.