*grunt*
Sending opinions into an electrical oblivion for all or none to see.
It's interesting to reflect on my reactions to 3 major pejoratives that come up early in the film. Not to say that they detract from anything whatsoever, but it got me thinking of the different eras of 'parody'.
Parody - as it exists in the time period of which a film is made versus its existence/creative space in the future - is quite the sociological trip. Imagine making an original parody of the age since 2016!
Hey look at me! Look how gross and taboo I can be! I'm so edgy, I hope you cringe and squirm in your seat while you watch me! I'm the WORST film you've ever seen! Violence! Rape! Kill!
Fuck off.
A much better sophomore effort compared to Wes Anderson's particularly drab premiere film Bottle Rocket. Anderson's infamous sense of style seems to take on a fully fleshed out form here, yet the film doesn't feel hindered by an overabundance of unnecessary experimentations that novice filmmakers would perhaps implement. Jason Scwartzman delivers a convincing performance of a mature but not-so-mature teenager battling for scholarly recognition and the hand of a sexy British first grade teacher. This makes for a genuinely funny…