This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
The first time I saw this, I scrambled for a reading for weeks - weeks - that could hold its own weight. The only two things that came back again and again were two portraits. One of US President William Clinton, and one of US President Richard Nixon.
look, i’m gonna do a bit now
but it’s going to be for people who have seen this
because i’m gonna spoil the whole thing
longlegs is a film that cannot be…
Could go on quite a bit about what I think the film lacks or just about “lack” in the narrative.
I don’t feel for this movie, much though I wish I did. I want to love it. Instead I’m only obsessed about it in the way I would be an ornate skeleton watch. Leering at the gears and escapements, watching them catch and turn in the exact same places, trying to decide if I would damage it by taking it…
Really fantastic visually, Robert Pattinson delivers hand over fist.
If you’re wary of Mark Ruffalo, you should know his isn’t just a third-act or cameo role.
If you loved Okja with all your heart and love it more only than Snowpiercer, you’re gonna have a good time.
my house is a decayed house
In the juvenescence of Jim the Tiger came deprived Allie, the first of many disaffected lanky soldiers, drifting through a desperate waste land. A real waste made humorously less severe with the invention of some external bellicose force.
The episodes aren't especially compelling (notable exception of the keynote speech from Frankie Faison that covers the film in toto with a much more accessible cloth) but they're not supposed to be. It's not a merry-go-round,…
You've heard it right. The litanies of grievances people have made for this film are all pretty accurate. When I stop to think about it, though, the 8 second Mercedes commercials or the weak motivation for supporting characters are things I've condoned from time to time, so long as the movie was fun to watch. Let's run that thought down. This movie has the same basic gene structure as its forbears. How is this not fun to watch?
The John…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Je n’ai plus peur de perdre mon temps
Je n’ai plus peur de perdre mes dents
Perhaps you think my rating overzealous. It may be. Understand that I have been obsessed with this poem for decades. Look among my records for those films I’ve rated well. Is this not very like?
And does speak against me that I was fully ready to forsake this entire thing - muttering “no no no” and rocking myself with worry - if it had…
