Film Enthusiast
(That is me in the profile pic, trust me)
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
There are...no words that I can necessarily type here that will do this work of art justice.
(I’m still going to try, but it won’t even come close to capturing the magnificent essence that this season conveys in its 18 hours.)
I started Twin Peaks back in February. And I adored it. But I didn’t love it. There was always something missing. I do think it has to do with the show’s soap opera-esque way it was carried out.
But…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
“So, what the fuck do you want, Donnie?”
I don’t know what it is about movies and me on vacation...but I seem to always just find the most perfect gems.
This movie may just be a masterpiece.
This was a weird stage for Bill Murray.
Coming out just a few years after the rebirth of his career, working with multiple auteur directors, and the establishment of his image as a Hipster icon...Broken Flowers got the perfect man for the role. …
Sheesh, what a mess.
Although pleasing to look at with its fantastic cinematography, set design, and wardrobe…this is one of the sloppiest films I’ve seen with some of the laziest sectoral attempts I’ve ever witnessed.
These characters are the worst, most underdeveloped husks I’ve ever witnessed on camera. Am I being a bit overdramatic? Possibly.
But a movie so up its own ass it can’t fail to see how disconnected it truly is from the audience is so hard to enjoy, or even view…not for me.