Films To Be Buried With with Brett Goldstein

Fantastic show, great guests, great host, but the continuous slander of Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace is just rude, Brett.

Two topics that continuously entertain and fascinate - cinematography and death. Entertaining and interesting.

I was 5 and saw Benji in the theatre. I was so devastated about the treatment of poor little Benji that I cried through the movie, on the way home wailing in the car crying for a dog. This carried on for 2 more days bawling and begging my parents for a dog and missed school. Flash forward 35 years later watching the. Movie at home with my own daughters - made it 2 minutes into the show and started bawling, my girls started bawling and we had to turn it off - but, it was not me begging for a dog, it was them. Alas, to this day when the word Benji is mentioned we all well up with tears and our desire for a dog also continues. We didn’t even attempt Benji Returns or For The Love of Benji.

The film that means the most to me is Charlotte Wells’ Aftersun. I saw it with no knowledge of what it was about at a film festival. It lulled me into its lapping waves of nostalgia, memory, and grief. Having unexpectedly lost my dad when I was twenty-one, the exploration of a dad and daughter dynamic, and the desire to search for an understanding of the past, sent me into the deepest sobs I’ve had in a theatre. The film captures an emotion that I haven’t easily been able to share with people in my life. I am eternally grateful it exists. I feel seen by it. Ps. I love this show so much.