I can’t claim to be a Miranda July fan; I’m not that familiar with her work. She was a Renew Media Fellow, so I’ve heard her name a few times in the course of my work there, and consequently added her film, Me and You and Everyone We Know to my Netflix queue. I have to admit to being beautifully blown away by the film.

Sure, different films hit you in certain ways depending on where you are in your own life. The first time I saw The Piano, I was so grossed out by the sight of Harvey Keitel naked, that the entire film was lost on me. Fast forward a few lonely years later, and the movie hit me like a ton of bricks (in a good way).

There’s a lot of blog press these days with The New Talkies: Generation DIY opening this week in New York. Besides making interesting films, the “mumblecore” filmmakers are a charismatic group so it isn’t hard to support them and talk about the cultural vein they have tapped into (read Matt Dentler’s First Person at indieWIRE). Their work touches on similar themes found in July’s 2005 film.