"Mickey?"
"Ti-Timo! Timo! I'm down here!"
"Mickey. Whoa... you haven't died yet?"
the bad bitches i pulled by being weird and autistic and also there being two of me
so wildly entertaining that whatever issues i had feel minor in the face of how much fun i had with this. does take a bit to get going, especially with the exposition dump done with voice-over, which was jarring for a while. but once that title card hits it goes and…
"It's America. They're puritans in public, perverts in private."
back when this film debuted, it managed to say in the top 30 films of all time on csfd (czech and slovak equivalent to imdb/letterboxd) for a few months. this proves that our people are fans of experimental filmmaking, because they love the equivalent of someone dangling keys in front of you for two hours.
this shit is insufferable, and in a way that just pisses you off. i don't usually…
"I don't like myself sometimes... can you help me?"
"Barry, I'm a dentist."
ok so the conclusion i have to come to is that pta is autistic and has a ruthless family.
started almost crying within the first conversation between barry and lena then cried three more times afterwards. beyond being gorgeous, with every reflection of the light colliding together into a beautiful kaleidoscope of visuals, and every piece of music coming together so wonderfully, it simply has an understanding…
"Now your niece is an accessory to treason."
actually like how grounded this is (relatively speaking), surprisingly good chemistry between these characters. watching these movies in opposite order makes me laugh at the "they don't get the appeal of the games" reviews. if putting sonic in the real world is jumping the shark, sonic team have been doing 1080's over megalodons for 20 years.
poor rachel though, she just wanted to get her sister away from her adrenaline junkie cop husband and she couldn't even get her steps in
