By robbiefreeling | REVERSEBLOG: the reverse shot blog August 27, 2007 at 8:27AM
Of late, there's been a lot of ink spilled over that new group of filmmakers currently being honored at New York's IFC Center as "Generation DIY" (and inadvertently forever dubbed "mumblecore," in an interview in indieWIRE), so it might now be somewhat pressing to put aside questions of collectivity and look at the films themselves and see how they stand on their own. Being released directly after a week-long run of Joe Swanberg's Hannah Takes the Stairs, Aaron Katz's second feature (after last year's Dance Party USA) Quiet City evokes a memorable aesthetic to surround its minor-key maybe-romance, focusing almost as much attention on lovely, video-sculpted natural formations and cityscapes as its two main characters.
No arbitrary stylistic decision, these punctuating shots of evidently dislocated scenery provide necessary respite from Quiet City's central couple: the reserved if discombobulated Jamie (Erin Fisher) and the unsurprisingly disheveled Charlie (Cris Lankenau), who meet by chance one late night in a subway station (the 7th Avenue stop in Brooklyn's Park Slope, whose endless tunnel walkways have never seemed more elegantly composed). Click here to read the rest of Michael Koresky's review of Aaron Katz's Quiet City.