still remember going to see this in theatres and my friend’s dad telling us “hey guys, hurry up or else we’re going to have to see 299!”

anyways this hits different when your mum’s half of the family is from sparta. eugenics!

cameron is a fraud/coward

saw “an interactive trip to hell” as the tagline on the movie poster and just couldn’t help myself

mescal has no juice and ridley is an asshole

if you’ve ever wanted to watch immortan joe peer pressure the kid from ET to take shots, then this movie is for you

hands on his hips, squinted eyes, and a face that looks like he just sucked a lemon. joaquin went far here. and it’s sweet we got a film with him and hoffman both at their apex. an intellectual man’s face/off.

friedkin‘s depiction of a dreary, humid, tropical  hell is overwhelmingly visceral. these characters are fucked, and they know it. stuck in self-imposed exile within a decaying town where each day is made up of equal parts dread & desperation, they are haunted by the realization that by running from their past, they sentenced themselves to a far worse fate. this sets the scene for an opportunity which seems like redemption, but is actually damnation in disguise.

my gf’s biggest takeaway was that within the final 15 minutes, the little girl has hugh jackman, michael caine, and christian bale all taking turns adopting her and each time seems completely and totally unfazed.

i came for keanu’s mental breakdown, but i stayed for ana de armas

i don’t give a flying fuck in a rolling donut what al pacino thinks. does that answer your question greg?

you make a close, this whole place stinks with your farts for a week - how much you just ingested. oh, what a big man you are! "hey, let me buy you a pack of gum. I'll show you how to chew it." whoof! your pal closes, and all that comes out of your mouth is bileeeeeeeeeeee. ooh, how fucked-up you are!

by 2025, we knew we were in trouble