First Lynch I ever saw. Still feels so different from all his other work in its arid southern setting - a scorched hellhole of sex and violence.
Everything is so intense. I’m sorry but Cage and Dern had to be fucking off camera - the passion between them is insane. The plot as a whole doesn’t really hold up but who really cares when you’re having this much fun.
Fave moment: Sailor singing “Love Me” to Lula. Who would have thought Cage would be the best screen performance of Elvis.
One of two films my parents banned me from watching as a teenager (along with The Exorcist). Waited until they were out of the house and then watched both back to back. This was far more disturbing.
Fave moment: ”Let’s fuck! I’ll fuck anything that moves!”
Frank suddenly disappears from the room. An open road at night lit only by headlights. In dreams. In nightmares.
A really neat, Bradbury-esque sci fi story, a truly stacked cast and Danny Boyle doing some of his finest work building up tension in the film’s first two acts. Plus those golden astronaut suits are iconic.
Originally I thought the lazy slasher ending was Garland’s fault, but upon rewatching it I think Boyle is equally culpable. The action is confusing to follow and the decision not to properly show Pinbacker is more silly than scary.
Fave moment: The scene where…
When “Across 110th Street” kicks in and you’re just beaming ear to ear. Still not sure if this is my fave Tarantino but it certainly is my fave of his soundtracks.
I find it remarkable how much of this is an anti-Pulp Fiction. Tarantino could have had any leads he wanted for this but deliberately chose the unfashionable Grier and Forster to be the film’s heroes.
And then he takes De Niro and Sam Jackson, two of the hottest Hollywood…
