Archive for January 2018
22 posts from 01 to 28 January 2018.
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More a series of sketches than an unified plot. Still very much worth watching, if nothing else for the massive amount of talent on screen.
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Good grief, what a milquetoast affair. Directed by the American Pie creator, here comes corporatist propaganda faux-raging against the system.
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Another “unfilmable” story turned into a great film. That moniker looks like a dare.
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Unspeakable horror. Almost literally, the 3 bad guys have less than 3 lines in total.
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The one with the following quote:
20 bucks they killed him. Dykes.
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Melodramatic and over the top. Even being a war film, it has more in common with John Woo heroic bloodshed.
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A Catherine Keener meta film. She proves anyone can be typecast as anything.
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Jennifer Tilly is a half retarded maniac wannabe mother. Daryl Hannah is the forced surrogate mother. Together, they are at each other’s throats.
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Mainstream Gilliam is a mishmash of watchable-by-muggles and just too damn weird.
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Paul Giamatti violently chewing the scenery while Clive Owen chews on carrots. The dark and gritty adaptation that Bugs Bunny needed, not one he wanted.
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Hallelujah! Another cool musical. I was nun the wiser they existed.
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Porn without plot. Completely worthless.
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A scathing satire of Portuguese society. The script writer was a classy troll, and the fact that this was greenlit by the biggest broadcast network only makes it even funnier.
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A documentary about a documentary about the Nazi concentration camps buried by the British after the war.
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The first Bergman I ever watched is a feeble anti war film.
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What’s in the box (office)? The perfect Halloween film, if you like your candy laced with rusty razorblades, for your mind.
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Not sure if I should laugh, even though its funny.
Not sure if I should cry, even though is sad.
A Wes Anderson film. -
Cyclists falling over: The Movie.
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Should be named “The Pink Panther: You Too?”
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Not so much about start-ups, just another film to add to the long list of Nancy Meyers works.
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Not as disastrous as it seems.
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Can’t hold a candle to R.I.P.D., that’s my verdict. If that’s not a black mark, I don’t know what is.