Melodramatic, grimy and hypersexual, ur teens just how u remember them - the perfect film for anyone who wants to dip their toe back into adolescent love and angst.
Lavish and effortlessly cool, a flawless 4 hours.
Melodramatic, grimy and hypersexual, ur teens just how u remember them - the perfect film for anyone who wants to dip their toe back into adolescent love and angst.
Lavish and effortlessly cool, a flawless 4 hours.
Mushy cinephile dreamland that feels like melting into a wholesome embrace from a nonna, atop a bed of pasta whilst being lightly spritzed by the Sicilian sea - only to be left with a slyly confused moral lesson and a tired old love rat.
Symmetrical love letter to the mystical healing powers of prescriptions. Wes is unrivalled in the kitsch sad boy category.
Gangster remainer with weirdly prophetic views of Europe cutting around London in big boy motors to a cacophony of 80s synths - chucking out insults that give me confusing pangs of national pride.
And yes Razors is the cream of the crony crop.