Oof
(parlo anche italiano)
There's no crying in baseball? Then explain this shit running down my face right now.
L'unico fascista buono è un fascista morto. Ora e sempre Resistenza.
Saw it in theaters with a sold out crowd who thought the pot-smoking scene was the funniest thing ever, as Kubrick intended. One of the single greatest American movies of all time.
An undeniably stylish and thrilling piece of filmmaking from Christopher Nolan that is, somehow, simultaneously overcooked and half-baked. Nolan could have taken the concept so much further, and yet it's also outrageously convoluted. Phenomenal score by Ludwig Goransson, though.
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