DeVito in full Burton Mode. Love the random Jersey Shore references and how he shoots Trunchbull like she’s the T. Rex in Jurassic Park. I understand, intellectually, why all of the top-rated reviews on here are Miss Honey thirst, but Pam Ferris is the performance of this movie.
Kids really enjoyed it but are almost certainly going to turn up in our room at 2 a.m. following nightmares.
We will run, we will, we will CRAAAAAAaaaaaAAAaaaaawwwwwwllllll
The body as a tool for resistance. The opening at the prison guard’s house essentially tells you why the hunger strike wasn’t going to get through to these people on moral grounds. Here’s a guy whose job it is to beat up and shear unarmed prisoners, and each time he has to give his knuckles a little soak afterwards. Meanwhile, Sands and the other strikers suffer unimaginable indignities and perform unimaginable sacrifices— not without flinching, but without surrendering. It takes…
Sharp, cynical, and stylish. Gourav, Rao, and Chopra are all good in this, and the best parts deal with the layered dynamic that forms between them. Ashok (Rao) and Pinky (Chopra) don’t want to see themselves as masters, with Balram (Gourav) as their devoted serf, but easily and naturally treat him that way when it’s most convenient. When Balram describes Ashok to another driver as “a good man,” the other scoffs: “He’s a rich man.” Wealth relies on a certain innate…
Great goons, beautiful goons!
Entertaining enough in the first ~hour, but it really kicks into gear as soon as it’s Ani and the goons, and everything from that point on was some of my favorite stuff I’ve seen in theaters this year. When they’re searching for Vanya all around Brooklyn I realized that I would have been perfectly happy just watching three hours of that. In retrospect the first act probably could have been shorter, but I also think you need…
