cinema is not a very big deal
Glasgow, Scotland
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— elle fanning seems like she’s off her face on drugs for every scene except the one where she’s actually supposed to be high
— why does his mum come out as a former sex worker to him in the last ten minutes of this film?
— “You're dating a girl from Arizona. What do you guys talk about, cactus?” (academy award winning writer wrote this)
— there’s a six minute (I counted) scene in this which serves absolutely no…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Jerry Falk: I was just saying how strange life is, how full of inexplicable mystery.
Cab Driver: Well, you know, it's like anything else.
Anything Else is one of the lowest-rated Woody
Allen films on Letterboxd (and there are 57) with an average rating of 3.0 — below his strange, solitary musical (‘Everyone Says I Love You’), his televisual half-arsed millenium comedy Small Time Crooks, and below his French film Coup de Chance, which, as his most recent, really flew…
John Goodman playing a complete moron and a nobody who is completely calm in the face of a hostage situation and calling the perpetrators “fuckin amateurs” the whole time is genius
Makes me nostalgic for being a miserable mid-teen, as old as the century, who’d go to the ODEON and watch really mid films because I hadn’t yet developed a taste of my own (think: Now You See Me), as well as that forgotten time when J-Law was the biggest movie star in the world, and everyone was in love with her, especially miserable mid-teens who didn’t yet have a taste of their own (and paid to watch Joy when it came out).
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.