Archive for November 2025
17 posts from 04 to 29 November 2025.
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No way, this is a prequel to The Big Lebowski. Jackie Treehorn himself, a mobster in some podunk town, graduating to a bona fide porno empire in Malibu. And The Stranger is in it too, with long flowing hair!
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An orgy involving Demolition Man, Max Headroom, I, Robot, The Lawnmower Man, The Thirteenth Floor. It has all the hallmarks of the era, but Denzel thinks he is in a drama.
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From the Star Wars guy, this an old school epic Western with a giant cast and larger vistas, an hagiography of a brutal age of genocide, corruption, and ecological disasters. Dirty Harry meets Death Wish with horses and backstory, basically.
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What the fuck is this casting, why is Chris Rock doing an horror film? He uses his stand-up personality!
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You mean, it’s possible to very loosely take the only bits of The Hangover that aren’t dogshit and create an actual proper film? No fucking way Judd Apatow had any input in this, it’s too good.
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The missing link from W1A.
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Wait, now this is a serious film? A Bildungsroman for the manbaby? Get the fuck out of here, what a complete idiocy. Don’t worry, this is the film equivalent of “No Homo!”, they are extremely heterosexual all of them, gayness is still disgusting.
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More dross, it’s exactly as I said: the same film, but with another wedding. This time in Bangkok, for “visual diversity”.
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This starts strong, but gets worse and worse, the more it goes on. The credits photos destroy the remaining mystery, don’t explain the joke, guys! American comedies never disappoint.
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Nathan Fielder outdoes himself, it’s simply beyond the pale. Nathan for You it’s more direct, this goes deeper and deeper.
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A little bit of good, a little bit of bad, an American Comedy through and through. Not great, but not awful either.
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Incredible British improvement over Ripley’s Game, with an amazing soundtrack. Barry Keoghan had earned it at grave fucking, but he also had to have that dance at the end too.
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American “comedies”, am I right? And about themselves, how producers are all pimps fucking hot women, etc etc etc. Harvey Weinstein is in it, he doesn’t jack off into potted plants, at least on camera.
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Oh god, did they just retcon a retcon? What’s all that business with Han, Jason Statham and John Cena? The lore is way too convoluted for me, I would rather read Ulysses.
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Humour and homages to horror films, in my political commentary? What’s this, Bergman? Coen-esque, the way every single bit part has some incredible actor going all the way.
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Slow and steady, black and white, reason and emotion, communists and secret police, fado and opera, wrapped in massive amounts of cigarettes.