Like Godzilla says to Mothra, man: let’s go eat some place.
Done with ratings save for 5/5’s which are usually wholly personal.
I thought this was going to be some Vladimir Nabokov kind of thing.
It might be oddly paced and uneven in places but in my eyes this is one of the great American films. Seriously electric shit. It’s all there. One of those movies that makes me want to say stupid things like “in the end America is just a bunch of guys standing around in a room staring at each other” and kinda mean it.
A scene you saw your parents watching when you weren’t supposed to be up extended into a full length feature. Blissful, dreamlike experience for me. Utter nonsense of the highest order.
“You had been doing crystal with her, and ordered some Lebanese, which is why….. I don’t touch that shit.”
“Get POTUS on the line.”
In a way every film society screening is an In Defense Of… The green glow of the Gotham kryptonite, Wonder Woman flies Turkish Airlines, when in doubt rockets still rule, etc. crazy movie.
It does see the world inside the world though, which, hell yeah 🤘
Frankly terrified by the notion that I could still be horny after I’m dead.