“I don't know if you're a detective or a pervert.”
A dude’s story about an icky dude getting embroiled in the abusive infrastructure of worse dudes. At the very least it’s incredibly upfront about its protagonist’s unpleasantness. I found it compelling, handsomely-made, weird and funny besides.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
“Mr President Trump sir, please: be kind. #ChooseLove”
My mind’s stuck on the feedback-looping lines of influence between Hong Kong action cinema, Metal Gear Solid, The Matrix, M:I-2, and Metal Gear Solid: The Twin Snakes.
Dumber than I’d remembered, but more enjoyable than I expected – sorry, I saw it at an impressionable age.
I’m convinced the TV broadcast I watched sported a reduced version of the final fight. There’s (contested) talk online of a slightly bloodier edit making it to UK cinemas, which may account for the…
The familiar Villeneuve formula of occasionally arresting sequences in a film espousing a bland centrist worldview. The inexplicable running time makes the standout moments feel fewer than Arrival or Sicario, but does allow for three separate homages to Blade Runner's ludicrous "computer, enhance" scene. The reasonably languid original feels lean in comparison.
