Archive for April 2025
14 posts from 01 to 27 April 2025.
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Rashomon, but ripping off Bourne, with a Kennedy-style assassination in Salamanca, ironically produced by “Original Films”. The most unrealistic part is how Spaniards can talk and understand English, and an American Secret Service guy can drive stick.
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Ah, this is a musical version of Ed Wood, except weirdly sexual and extremely campy, to the point of parody. I can see why this is such a classic, it’s like the pop song version of musical theatre.
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A PG-13 version of the original. What was edgy and cool, is now banal and mainstream (after Hairspray). Emotionally worse, even thought it’s a mostly faithful remake better in all possible ways: it’s nicer looking, the music is better arranged, the actors sing their own songs.
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Another trademark schizo “comedy” with not many jokes, a Landis/Aykroyd collab. It’s Ghostbusters meet Rambo III, our allies the mujahideen of Afghanistan!
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Wait, this was re-written by Vince “Breaking Bad” Gilligan, and produced by Michael “Heat” Man? And written by a random recluse writer? What the actual fuck.
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This is my rifle, this is my gun! This is my rifle, this is my gun!
This is for work and this is for fun.
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Reality Winner is an American hero, and now there’s the modern equivalent of a bronze plaque on a bench in a public park: a prestige no-budget filmed play, consisting of the FBI transcripts, where she is played by the latest sex symbol trying to upgrade their career into serious films, not just schlock.
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Charles Bronson murders everyone. Jesus Christ, how much more can you milk this idea? At least two more, I guess.
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I thought this was a real film, but it’s just a Independence Day /The Day After Tomorrow ripoff with industrial amounts of product placement, in service of Asylum-level CGI. But then, it’s also Interstellar with precursors.
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Yah, just small town people being super competent and city slickers being buffoons. Extremely low cosmopolitrometer, but not phoney like Ben Affleck. Give all the Oscars to Frances McDormand, she deserves them.
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Suck it, rich people! Our broke ass country did it first, with technical trickery (and three planes).
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This is like the first Black Mirror episode, with a Neveldine/Taylor style, but with a good ending. What a crock of shit.
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That’s a ginormous cast of supporting roles, and bona fide stars being type cast. The plot is extremely bare bones, leaves much to the imagination.
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A realistic Nomadland, with Million Dollar Baby vibes, produced by Ken Loach. Not ultimately uplifting like The Old Oak, just depressing and extremely blue.