Archive for October 2025
22 posts from 02 to 31 October 2025.
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Nhe, a big hodgepodge of all the best Fallout ideas, but without a big overarching plot per-se, a bunch of set-pieces, mostly disconnected. Every human body is made of plasticine, malleable and squishy.
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See, The Wicker Man, it’s possible to make a serious film about dressing people with bear skins, flirting with Aryans, and burning effigies. “Is this Waco” is the best aside comment.
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Classic french comedy centred around a renamed Extinction Rebellion. It’s pretty funny, having the two male leads being phoneys for different reasons who only join the group for the free booze and the women is another classic.
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The most unrealistic part of this Towering Inferno semi-remake is that Josh Lucas is the actual bonafide lead, credited before Kurt motherfucking Russell, Snake Plissken himself.
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This almost works, but Chris Rock doesn’t have enough range to code switch properly. His CIA guy is not different enough to make this truly believable, it’s too movie-like. A good Joel Schumacher idea, but it needed someone else as a lead.
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Remember when yuppies were vilified in culture, remember that? I’m guessing they won in the end, the nihilism won! Trump is even mentioned twice: his car, and his first (now dead) wife, buried in a golf course for tax purposes.
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What the fuck is this, with Mila Kunis as a baby, and Shatner as a professor fucking a student? But PG-13, and comedy music all over (or nu-metal, equally inappropriate).
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Sophie Marceau is way too young to be married to some dude 30 years her senior. Way too young for this slightly less pornographic Emmanuelle.
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Yep, half of the Coen Brothers still got it. Making every single bit part and side character count is a superpower.
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A freaking hilarious romp through a boarding school for blue blood Mid-Atlantic types, who never forgets to be poignant and sad. Set in the ‘Nam years, this is extremely political, but not in a didactic way, it’s almost never explicit.
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The one that launched “massive” franchise. This is Final Destination meets I Know What You Did Last Summer, a bog standard horror film focused on bullying and mental health in the digital age.
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A truly preposterous script wrapped in a bunch of dollar-store philosophy, with a bunch of fourth-wall breaking quips so that any criticism is redundant. They have simply too many outright exposition, even after the blood starts flowing.
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What the actual fuck is Robert Redford doing in a trademark John Milius ultra-fascist constructed piece of frontier Americana? I’m shocked at this combination, absolutely shocked. This is no young shame either, it’s at the prime of his career. Centrism can absorb anything.
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Yet another extremely liberal adaptation of Journey to the West, mixed with Hong Kong Kung Fu and westernised up the wazoo (just straight up shitting on Confucianism at some point).
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This is a Bourne film without plot. There’s a lot of bit parts for named actors, but no meat, just mindless self indulgence.
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The quintessential whimsical Bildungsroman. Fantastique!
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Nothing speaks about the deep lore for a supposed reboot like introducing time travel to make sure the other convoluted trilogy is back in the cards. What is reality anymore, I simply do not care.
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It’s not the last one, and neither they decide on a pattern for the names and actors. What’s this, Star Wars?
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What a difference 10 years make, 240 little months. This has everything going against it but still mildly succeeds in being entertaining and engrossing.
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This is like Batman Begins, the missing link between old school goofy superhero films, and modern gritty ones. They use leather, not spandex. A lot of people die, except not really, to save them for the sequel. Plain weird shit.
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The long lost child of Dirty Harry and Death Wish. Combines credentialed murderers in the force, with uncredentialed murderers in the streets. But it’s a rape victim taking revenge, it’s strictly better than Charles Bronson.