At first, the movie seemed too gimmicky, trying too hard to be a cult classic, but once it was over, I couldn't shake it. Something's going on here, something tragic and effective.
One of the best comedies ever made. Don't miss out.
An elegant Hollywood joke.
I can't like it, but I can't bring myself to dislike it... It's a purgatory of movie stars and good intentions.
Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest
It's a Disney pirate movie, what can you do? Pirates are rock stars, cannibals are cute, and no one has syphillis. But it's fun as hell and Bill Nighy is excellent.
Still my favorite movie ever, after all these years. [In
my collection.]
This is what people are talking about when they compare a movie-watching experience to a roller-coaster ride. I could not stop thinking about this movie for a week after I saw it.
Not quite good, not quite bad.
A little too much "And a white man will set them free," but otherwise a great Hollywood military action flick.
One of Altman's soft, light ones. Too bad about it being the last one.
Airplane! in a hospital, and not too shabby. Watch for famous faces back before they made it.
What the hell was I thinking?
Yeah, well, whatever.
Charming and insignificant.
Excellent, quirky Australian western.
The central conceit (Hammet in high school) streches near the end, but a solid movie.
Elegant stupidity.
Underworld & Underworld: Evolution
Why? Why did I do this to myself? Was I that unhappy?
Yeah, I loved it. It's a
post-modern catastrophe and I smiled all the way through. [In
my collection.]
Slow and sad, full of great acting.
Every scene is interesting, but the movie doesn't hold together.
Spielberg is such a brilliant director, he managed to take one of the most pressing issue of the modern era and turn it into a shiny, middlebrow thriller with three endings, all of them bad.
Bleargh!
One of the best movies ever, and the spiritual godfather to the film version of Fear & Loathing.
Oscars? Really?
I love Michael Mann's films. If you do, too, you will not be disappointed.
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe
Like a boiled steak--unnecessarily flavorless.
Very compelling and unpatronizing. [In
my collection.]
Either an extremely gentle film noir, or a pitch-perfect black comedy.
Ragingly silly and absolutely adorable.
Very nearly perfect.
Revenge story? Ghost story? Western? Doesn't matter. Ridiculous and wonderful.
A surprisingly good movie--the previews advertise a slapstick comedy, but what you get is an eccentric character study within a black comedy.
Fantastic. One of the best movies I've ever seen... but beware, a lot of people disagree with me. [In
my collection.]
It's beautiful, perfectly acted, elliptical, and utterly compelling. [In
my collection.]
Well, how do I say this? Everything about this movie is great except that the whole movie is utterly ridiculous; or, the movie is totally fucking stupid, but it was made with love, craftsmanship, and stellar special effects. And there's this one scene where I actually said "Oh, shit!" because something bad was about to happen. I'm so confused... Was it good or bad? You tell me.
Sometimes a classic is just an ugly car that's old, too.
An astonishing B-movie. Terence Stamp and Peter Fonda rock the house. [In
my collection.]
So off-kilter and earnest that I loved it. Cokey McSnortFuck tells his life story as if it mattered, and it's great!
Three segments, three directors: I liked only two, but the two I liked, I really liked.
A straight-up Hollywood style biopic with excellent actors and beautiful shots. Made me desperately want to read a book on Ireland.
Yeah, no, thanks, I'm fine.
This is what happens when a unique director is seduced by a homogenizing Hollywood producer: a flawed, interesting, unsatisfying movie.
Bleargh!
I thought I was going to watch a documentary about Haskell Wexler, but what I got was a difficult, sad movie about a father and a son. The DVD has some tear-jerking extras.
Most of my time watching this documentary was spent yelling at the screen: "You shitbirds! Scumbags! Privileged pissant bastard thieves!" It's about Enron.
Absolutely required viewing for anybody who thinks comedy is an art. Or likes dirty jokes. [In
my collection.]
Oh my God I love this ridiculous movie about a bunch of dirty, lawless, screaming scumbags.
Another absurd little movie from the poet of American inarticulateness. [In
my collection.]
A wonderful comedy with just enough depth to keeping you talking after. [In my collection.]
A disappointment.
I watched it with the lowest expectations, and I was stunned at how warm, human, and hysterical the movie was. Be sure to watch the long cut (the "unrated" version).
Very funny sometimes, but clearly an independent film struggling to fit industry standards for screwball comedies.
The Thomas Crown Affair (1999)
I'm a total sucker for this movie, but you'll probably hate it.
Fast, Cheap, and Out of Control
A wonderful, quirky, thought-provoking symphony of interviews, stock footage, and old movies.
This is the sweetest, most unironic postmodern flick I've ever seen.
What a strange, twisted chapter of the '80's sex-comedy boom.
I love stand-up comedy and half of this movie is an interesting documentary about stand-up comedians on tour. Unfortunately, there's too much digital-video crap lyricism and not enough footage of the comedians in this film. And I can't stand Zach Galifianakis's schtick.
A brutal, compelling movie about an awful person. [In
my collection.]
Well, you know, I don't want my time or my money back.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (2005)
Much like Planet Hollywood in Dublin, it's a fuckin' tragedy.
Twenty years later, still good, still creepy, still substantial. [In
my collection.]
Pretty damn good.
I'm stunned at how much I admire this movie. The main characters are despicable sadists; the movie is made of graphic
portrayals of physical and mental torture; every expectation of satisfaction is denied. And yet... it's well-made, observes
the history of its genre, and turns me into a defender of post-modern grindhouse horror flicks. Genius! [In
my collection.]
Nine Queens or Nueve Reinas
If David Mamet were Argentinian, this would be his first movie. Sharp, funny, and satisfying crime flick.
Excellent in every way.
Fantastic little crime flick.
Much to my surprise, I loved this anachronistic, Bruckheimer-produced Hollywood trash.
This piece of shit did not age well at all.
Mr. Death: The Rise and Fall of Fred A. Leuchter, Jr.
An excellent documentary about a heart-breaking story.
I adore Tony Scott films in the same way that I drink Budweiser--I know most people hate the shit and judge me a fool for enjoying it.
Screw it. This is a great, great, great stupid flick; a mess of styles, caricature, sex, and violence. [In
my collection.]
Incredibly goofy, self-indulgent, giddy fun.
This subversive and absurdist collage of romantic comedies is by turns hilarious, heart-breaking, and exhausting. The production is a little rough around the edges, but that's because this is a true independent: shot on digital video for hardly any money. The first sequence alone is worth cult status.
Monument Ave or Snitch
Great until the last five minutes.
Instantly forgettable.
Beautiful, shocking, and deeply disturbing.
GodDAMN that's a good western.
Michael Caine is charming and callous. Not a romantic comedy--not even close.
Unwatchable remake. Another film in Ethan Hawke's "I will become Tom Cruise" series.
Melodramatic, ballsy bullshit. But really fun bullshit.
I admire John Carpenter more than I like some of his movies.
Bleargh!
The worst Coen Brothers movie is still pretty good.
Classic film-noir done up right.
The Life and Death of Peter Sellers
Painful, funny, interesting, odd.
Bleargh!
A lovely little Spanish horror flick with special bonus indie cred: Ron Perlman.
Almost worthwhile.
Hollywood trash elevated by the excellent look and a surprisingly un-Will-Smith performance from Will Smith.
Bleargh!
Very, very light.
Oh, man, God truly hates us.
A Very Long Engagement or Un long dimanche de fiancailles
Incredible to look at. I have to wonder, though, if it being in French kept me from noticing that the love story was bland.
Sadly, it did nothing for me.
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow
This is a labor of love that I cannot get behind.
Oh, man. What a classy, sexy, and gritty piece of shit.
You can enjoy this movie as long as you ignore the rigid adherence to romance formula--I suggest watching every other scene on mute with subtitles.
Looked great, shockingly good special effects, realistic performances... and nothing. Eventually, in scriptwriting classes, they'll devote a day to the "Stuck-in-the-Basement problem."
This wet, drunken, Orson-Welles-style noir is yet another reason I am obsessed with Lars von Trier.
Still one of my favorite movies of all time. A lovely little fable in a world one degree off from ours. [In
my collection.]
Weird, weird, weird, but still much better than The Talented Mr. Ripley.
No, no, no, no, Mr. De Palma. Fuck you.
This goofy-ass horror flick is like low-rent Dario Argento. Of course, that's not so bad. [In
my collection.]
An absolutely average script made interesting by performances and style--which is shocking because it's a Joel Schumacher film.
I'm still not sure whether this was a good movie or stupid crap done by very talented people.
It's a haunted submarine movie. If that makes you feel warm and tingly inside, then check this movie out. It's a spooky little crap horror flick with tons of character actors that you'll recognize and three excellent scenes.
Loved it--gritty and smart.
Appallingly useless.
Pretty good, certainly the best Batman movie so far... but that wasn't hard. Great acting and oddly garbled action scenes.
Really fucking creepy. Christian Bale nails it.
A ragged, emphatic, mixed-period adaptation of a seventeenth-century play: "Thou hath fucked us royally, Vindici!" Bizarre and mostly compelling.
Absolutely without any weight whatsoever, but Clive Owen is a real movie star.
You must, must, MUST see this movie.
I really wanted to like it--Roger Avary, you know?--but man, oh man, I couldn't care less about that story if you killed me.
Sexy, funny, charming, and full of bullets. Not at all what I expected (except for one scene).
The first eleven minutes, in which a twanging redneck Nicolas Cage lays out all the backstory you need to know, are
set to a blue-collar arrangement of Beethoven's Ninth. You've got to see this movie. [In
my collection.]
An excruciating modernist puzzle that takes two or three viewings to reveal itself as a carefully crafted exploration of memory and denial.
Martin Scorsese has taken the Hollywood challenge--The Aviator is big-budget spectacle in every which way (and very unScorseseish!). Don't see it if you dislike Leonardo DiCaprio (who appears to have talked Scorsese into some kind of blood pact), but otherwise, you should have a grand (old-school tradition) time.
Generally, musicals are creepy--big wide mouth, sudden seizure of song in public, overloaded sentiment--but Cabaret is Creepy (note the capital) on purpose, because why hold back when you're setting a musical in almost-Nazi Germany? Bob Fosse knows how to film a dance sequence, and all the singing makes sense in the "reality" of the movie.
Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright, the band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light, and somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout; but there is no joy in Mudville--mighty Lucas has struck out.
Anachronistic, mangled bullshit.
Bleargh!
So much quality work went into making what appears to be absolutely nothing.
Robert Altman remains one of the greatest American directors. Watch this movie! [In
my collection.]
Absolutely required viewing for any one who gives a fuck about rock'n'roll.
Franchise-killing bullshit!
Kung-fu Hustle, or Gong Fu
If the Wachoskis had a sense of humor and got rid of the fetish fashion, The Matrix sequels might have been like this, i.e. fast, funny, deeply in debt to Looney Tunes.
The performances are a lot better than the script.
Okay, let's say movies can drink. Now say you met Se7en at a bar, and Se7en started doing tequila shots, talking crazy about cowboys, stole your wallet, puked on your shoes, grabbed your crotch and said "You know you love it, you bitch." If you can imagine that, you don't have to watch Suspect Zero.
Could be Carnal Knowledge II. Fucking brutal, almost surreal, definitely worth watching. [In
my collection.]
I hear that the theatrical release was much better. I hope so, because the DVD release is pretty crappy.
Excellent example of how to pull all your punches and make a movie mildly entertaining and ultimately useless. UPDATE(4/12): Maybe not so useless... I haven't eaten any sort of fast-food since I saw the movie, and I am usually weak and stupid about late-night drive-up windows.
This breathless anachronism is ugly, loud, stupid, poorly written, over-acted, humorless, fake, false, and full of bullshit. I do not have enough profane superlatives with which to dismiss this fucking waste of my time.
Beautifully shot, mostly well acted, and extremely faithful to its source material. I cannot tell whether you'll
like it or not. [In
my collection.]
Elmore Leonard wrote it, John Sturges directed it, Clint Eastwood and Robert Duvall starred in it: what the hell could have gone wrong? There's just no weight to it--Clint gets riled up, Clint does the cowboy thing, some people die, movie ends.
This black-comedy Western starts with a hanging, brings in Marlon Brando about a half-hour later as a multi-accented psycho Regulator, and ends with me laughing and laughing at a chicken caught in a sheet. What the fuck just happened? Why was it so good?
I know it's supposed to be great, but it's just really good for back then.
Burt Lancaster and Tony Curtis in a 1958 morality play. Did people really say things like "If you're funny, then I'm a pretzel!" and "I'd hate to take a bite out of you; you're a cookie filled with arsenic," back then? Why was this movie so good? I thought the Hayes Code was supposed to keep people from seeing whoring, incest, murder, drug-use, and evil shitbags--a G-rated world--but it turns out the Code just made movies dirtier by keeping everything just below the surface.
Scarface minus De Palma minus Pacino plus Christopher Walken plus hipster nihilism minus giving a shit about Hitchcock equals King of New York. I like it.
The funniest film about a gambling addict that you'll ever see, and the only Hollywood ending with the Tyler family's Seal of Approval.
An obscene, funny, gleeful, romantic, violent, scary, surreal love story that works like a Greek tragedy.
Fan-daba-dosy-tastic. [In
my collection.]
Vampires! Wesley Snipes! Black Leather! Kris Kristofferson! Porn Stars! Blonde Chicks! Udo fucking Kier! What more could you want? Oh, right, a smart director.
Vampires! Wesley Snipes! Black Leather! Ron Perlman! Kris Kristofferson! Giant weird tongues with teeth! Creepy fucking stuff! You know why it's so much better than Blade? Guillermo Del Toro, that's right.
We talk a lot about Hollywood crap: badly made, pointless crap with lots of violence, sex, and spectacle. But some Hollywood crap movies are actually great popcorn movies: well-crafted, smart crap that's full of entertaining spectacle. Just like this one.
Well, they did all the crap that they did in the first one, with some different crap, and some extra silly shit. But it's just fine. Where's the popcorn?
Oh, man, this is a beautiful, sweet movie. You might cry. You'll definitely remember why William Hurt has a good reputation.
Great if you've seen Smoke, but slight if you haven't.
What a superficial, self-righteous piece of shit.
Ah, shit. I had hoped Manhunter was a just a blip in Mann's early work, but it turns out everything previous to Heat was just practice.
The good: De Niro, Val Kilmer, Tom Sizemore, great action sequences (including a bank robbery that will exhaust you), beautiful shots. The bad: overacting, anticlimaxes left and right, and the damn movie is too, too long. I still love it.
This is one of the good ones--smart, funny, sad, absurd, with no narrative tricks and no bullshit. Oh, and I want to
send a big "Fuck you, jackass!" out to Roger Ebert. [In
my collection.]
This piece-of-shit clockwork horror of an "art" film made me want to write letters to the screenwriter and the director with the salutation: Dear asshole...
Oh dear. Some of my eighties favorites did not age well at all... But Lazlo still rocks.
Interesting but totally dated (1965 was a bad, bad year for movie scores).
The best sitcom ever made. Total fluff but made me laugh until I couldn't breathe.
Well... Pretend some smart kid with good ideas and a sense of style dressed up as a jackass for Halloween, and then got hit by lightning or damned to Hell or gamma-rayed or something so that the costume came alive and took over his personality, but you could still see the real kid struggling to be free of the costume. Got it? Okay, now you know what this movie is like.
Here's a riddle: if an intellectual lightweight tries to make a trite science-fiction movie, and then, through the limits of the budget and his own insecurities as a storyteller, he makes an almost-perfect, surreal rendering of teenage angst, do you call him an asshole? Or do you just enjoy how even stopped clocks are right twice a day?
Dear Paul W. S. Anderson: Please, please, please, please stop making movies.
Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle
I could complain about so many parts of this stoner comedy, but I laughed a lot, so why bother?
Hollywood trash, but you love all these actors. And who can resist a Western with Sam Elliot in it?
I must defer to Eddie Izzard: "If you haven't seen The Italian Job, you probably haven't lived." Also, just in case you hadn't guessed, the 2003 remake is a pale, pale imitation.
Funny thing about this movie: the more I hear explanations and trivia and behind-the-scenes stories and Quentin Tarantino's
voice, the less I like Pulp Fiction. And when I first saw it, I loved it. Last night, however, I watched for maybe the 25th
time, and I got a little bored by the time Jules and Vincent start arguing about pork. Which is like zoning out when the
X-wings start hitting the trenches, you know? [In
my collection.]
Wong Kar-Wai is one of my new favorites, but this movie did bring me down a bit.
A huge, rambling in-joke for movie-makers hidden within a film-noir. Robert Altman is your daddy. [In my collection.]
A sloppy, joyful, amoral revenge flick that I am embarrassed to have enjoyed so much.
Fistful of Dollars or Per un Pugno di Dollari
I cannot believe you've only seen this in bits and pieces on television. It's a better genre rip-off of Kurosawa than Star Wars! Dashiell Hammett would've been proud. [In my collection.]
For a Few Dollars More or Per Qualche Dollaro in Piú
There's this special kind of magic that happens when a film is dubbed badly--the sloppiness of the technique removes the need for reality. Chop-socky bullshit becomes a ballet because of bad dubbing. This movie becomes Art because of the bad dubbing: a fugue of revenge, Lee Van Cleef, terrible Italian acting, Klaus Kinski, ricochet sounds off dirt, and Clint Eastwood. I love spaghetti westerns. [In my collection.]
The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly or Il Buono, Il Brutto, Il Cattivo
Three hours of non-stop spaghetti western, ending with the most freaky cool anticlimax ever filmed in a graveyard. [In my collection.]
All atmosphere, no story. Well, okay, story, but shitty story.
Just plain great. Don't talk to me about how you hate Tom Cruise, or Jaime Foxx has been in a bunch of bad movies, or you hated Miami Vice. None of that matters. If you want to see an exciting, interesting crime flick, see this. Right now. [In my collection.]
Hollywood trash, I love you so.
Wow. Documentary as beautiful collage. See it as soon as you can. [On my list.]
This was one of Soderbergh's "little" movies during his rebirth--Spalding Gray (RIP) is a wonderfully neurotic and observant storyteller, and Soderbergh does his best to keep the visual texture aligned with Gray's story.
Bleargh! Why is it so hard to make a fun, dumb movie?
If I made movies, I'd want them to be like this one: energetic, goofy, sad, sweet, and Chinese. [On my list.]
Oh, God. More of the cinema of "Please stop hitting me." I wish Lars von Trier's movies were bad, so I could not watch them; instead I'm stuck living through these heartbreaking stories. Not for the weak of heart or the easily distracted. [On my list.]
Yeah, okay. Whatever. I wish Tom Jane would get a slightly better agent.
This elegantly sad little movie about infidelity would have been much better if I hadn't just watched Carnal Knowledge.
The blackest comedy ever made. Nobody--not the wives, the girlfriends, the swingers, the bachelors, the husbands, nor the boyfriends--gets out alive. Brutal and hilarious at the same time. [On my list.]
Do not listen to pissant reviewers. Go see this movie as soon as you can. [In
my collection.]
Dave called it "pornography for nerds" and I think that's just about right. The best comic book movie ever made. [In my collection.]
I asked my Australian friend what the deal was with this movie, and he said "Well, the guys in it, you know, Morant and the other one, they might have been heroes, but they also could have been arseholes." The movie lets you decide. Better than A Few Good Men, not as good as The Verdict.
Bleargh! Yeah, that's right, I'll say it again: BLEARGH.
Yeah, no. Not fucking likely.
The Manchurian Candidate (2004)
Yeah, okay. A solid movie, but deeply unsatisfying a day after. As silly as the trappings of the old movie were, I prefer them to the imprecise, whatever-it's-a-thriller ending in this one.
Terrific comedy. See it as quick as you can. And if you like zombie movies, buy it right now.
Entertaining and cheerful, but very, very light.
Amazing, odd, inspiring, and so fucking Danish I can hardly stand it. [On my list.]
John Huston penultimate film. 1940's love story by way of 1950's gangster flicks, all shoved through a 1980's prism.
One of the best movies ever made. And when people call it Kafkaesque, they're actually right! [On my list.]
This goofy, charming, silly movie was a great time, but I cannot recommend it, on principle. You might think it's a piece of shit.
So sweet and funny that KF & I were embarrassed to enjoy it so much. Don't expect a plot.
[In my collection.]
If you know Jack Nance or David Lynch, then you ought to see this documentary. Just don't watch those previews on the DVD. [On my list.]
Watched it again for the fiftieth time--I love it more and more. The best serial-killer exploitation flick ever filmed. [In my collection.]
Beautiful enough to make me think I was a philistine for not enjoying the story. Maybe if I had kept the sound off. Oh, and fast-forwarded through the whole lugubrious, badly cut thing.
Yeah. As exciting as having a coked-up Jerry Bruckheimer at your dinner party, until the story ends with total bullshit feel-good fantasy, tied up as tight as Don Simpson's hands around that lying whore's throat.
If you're making a movie about a writer, what's the best way to dramatize writing? Turning the typewriters into large, talking insects, of course. Watch this movie. [In my collection.]
Rewatched this, excited to see what I remembered as a really good action flick, and discovered that alcohol-addled memory is a much better producer than Jerry Bruckheimer.
This beautiful, sad movie pretends to be a thriller, but it's really a character study with no beginning and no end. [On my list.]
This is the best revenge movie I've ever seen, which is surprising since it's two-and-a-half hours long and takes fifty
minutes to get started. Tony Scott ramps up the snap cuts, the camera effects, and the Bruckheimer
soundtrack, and I still loved it. I had forgotten how good Denzel Washington can be. And Tony Scott is one of the best
directors to hear on a isolated commentary track. "So it's dark, and it's complicated, and sexy, yeah?" [In
my collection.]
I was tricked. Tricked by John Malkovich, Catherine Deneuve, and some very nice quotes on the DVD case. And yet, all I can say is "Bleargh!"
Every time I see this movie, I cry. [On my list.]
I love this movie and that should come as no surprise: Clint Eastwood, Morgan Freeman, Gene Hackman, Saul Rubinek, Richard Harris, written by David Peoples (one of the writers on Blade Runner) and all about a sober alcoholic psychopath who looks like a gunfighter. "A sign on him, in front of Greely's?" [In my collection.]
This is a great movie. Robert Altman and Elliot Gould turn Philip Marlowe inside-out. [In my collection.]
Bleargh!
Yeah, well, I just don't know. It's very pretty, and everyone gives a good performance, but the movie is ultimately hollow.
No. I mean it. Get away from me. I'll stick this fork right in your eye.
You could, if you were feeling feisty, make fun of the bad bullet hole effects, or the unrealistic blood, or the Eastwood acting style... but you'd be a fool. This is one of the best American westerns ever made.
So I didn't see this until today, sixteen years after it was released. Liked it much more than I thought I would. I also enjoyed seeing the skeleton of a terrible Gruber-Peters production (Peter Gruber and Jon Peters are like the gentle older brothers of the juvenile delinquents that were Simpson-Bruckheimer) under the skin of a human, delicate Barry Levinson movie. The movie was almost about a lovable autistic and his brother's grand plan to clean out Vegas, wasn't it, boys? Check out Dustin Hoffman's commentary on Wag the Dog for a clue to the disaster this movie might have been. Which reminds me...
This movie is almost perfect (one weird zoom, two weird cuts). David Mamet wrote it, Levinson directed, everybody acted at
the top of their game (including Willie Nelson), and I couldn't like it any more even if it made me a cup of coffee. [In
my collection.]
Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within
I got to play a little game with this movie--no credits meant that I didn't know which actors were doing voices for the characters. Vhing Rhames, Steve Buscemi, Keith David, and Donald Sutherland were simple to recognize; James Woods took a few more lines, but then I was stumped for the other voices. Once I'd figured out which actor was doing the voice of the captain, my enjoyment of this movie was done. And that was fifteen minutes in.
I love Takeshi Kitano's movies. This one has swords, Japanese humor, deadpan yakuza, and tormented ronin. Need more? Okay, he's blind, he's a bad-ass, he's got this little twitch, and the blood spurts all look like flowers. And there's tap-dancing. No, I'm not kidding.
Here's a fact which I think is shocking: Gary Oldman has never been nominated for an Academy Award. Bullshit, right? That can't be right, he's never even been fucking nominated? No, it is true. Not a single nomination for a fantastic actor. This movie is fantastic, too, right up until the ending, during which The President insults Congress and receives a standing, cheering ovation for it. And it still got two nominations.
I enjoyed this movie, I did. I'm ashamed that I did, but I liked it a lot. From the stupid laser tricks to the fast-motion zombie movements, from the God-awful CGI to the gratuitous nudity of Milla Jovovich, from the stupid dialogue (which Paul W.S. Anderson has the audacity to get snotty about during the DVD commentary) to the unsuccesful attempts at suspense and horror, I enjoyed this wretched piece-of-shit action flick.
You haven't seen it? Are you crazy? Mike Nichols
rocks. [In
my collection.]
It's silly, yeah, but it's Mike Nichols, and thus it rocks. [In
my collection.]
Let me just say, in the episode Cybernetic Ghost of Christmas Past from the Future, a robot with knives for hands escapes from Glenn Danzig's house and explains why he can't live there anymore: "He is so annoying, he is so frightening, and he doesn't wear a shirt."
I like Stanley Tucci, Robbie Coltrane, Phillip Seymour Hoffman, and all the familiar character actors in this half-good film noir. I'm just not sure I like the movie.
"Requiem for a Gambling Addict" is what Big Matt called it, and it is a doozy. Depressing yet funny, light yet heartbreaking. All bow down to the great PSH.
Let me quote my brother: "I liked Kir Bir Volume 2 just about a hundred million times more than Volume 1. Which means I liked it okay."
Very pretty, kind of funny, memorable for James Woods and Nick Nolte.
Nobody helps a dead man. Black and white, slow moving, gloriously inarticulate. [In
my collection.]
Forrest Whitaker is fantastic--not an action flick, but the stuff Bruckheimer would cut from his movies. [In
my collection.]
Great, stupid, funny "adventure" flick with Robert De Niro and Charles Grodin.
If you haven't seen it, what the fuck are you waiting for? [In
my collection.]
Great, but strange to see Scorsese still working out the kinks in his style.
The Work of Director Spike Jonze
Spike Jonze is a lot sweeter and funnier than I thought he was.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
The best Charlie Kaufman movie yet.
I love this one, but you'll probably hate it. [In
my collection.]
The Work of Director Michel Gondry
Michel Gondry is a lot sweeter and smarter than I thought he was.
I didn't think this would be any good, but I was pleasantly surprised. Great acting, half-interesting story.
Oh, man. William Friedkin can make a really, really bad movie sometimes.
See it. Right now.
Oh, boy. The embarrassing admission is that this movie scared the shit out of me the first time I saw it. Nowadays, it's just another well-done but ultimately hollow M. Night Shamalamadingdong movie.
Kids in the Hall: Same Guys, New Dresses
You like Dave Foley? See it.
Really elegant, underrated movie. I know why some people dismiss it--sounds like "tree-pen-tious"--but they shouldn't be so quick to judge.
Oh, my, what a, a, what a clearly "first" film this is.
Frankenheimer rocks, even when everything else about the movie is really, really silly.
I think I'm done talking about this movie. You saw it? Okay. You haven't seen it? How are you going to get all the cultural references?
Robert Altman is one of the best. [In
my collection.]
Keven Spacey and Danny DeVito do theater. If that doesn't sell it for you, I don't know what will.
Oodafuckinglally, baby!
Yeah, okay, whatever. I can't really give a damn about a Williamsburg hipster who gets burnt by sleeping with a famously manipulative photographer. But they're both chicks! Sell it somewhere else, jackass.
This is a strange one. Based on a book by an old-school criminal, starring DMX, the movie seemed pretty shitty until it ended, and I thought "Wow, that was amazing." Can't explain it.
The best soap opera ever, starting to slide.
Oh dear oh dear. Oh, dear oh dear oh dear. What the hell was Tom Waits thinking?
Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World
I liked this much more than I thought I would. Nearly perfect in a Hollywood way.
Steven Soderbergh isn't a genius. He's just completely dedicated to making movies his way.
This movie is much worse than the actors who were in it.
I was suckered by Bruce Campbell on the cast list. Don't waste your time.
Frankenheimer rocks, even when he films dry, cold history.
I am a sucker for David Mamet movies. I am a sucker for mysteries. I am a total sucker for this movie. [In
my collection.]
My brother was right: this movie might save the world. Bruce Campbell plays Elvis. Why haven't you seen it yet?
Buy
it at Amazon
Special place in my heart for Broken Lizard.
Excellent documentary series on movies during the seventies.
After listening to the commentary, I realize that the filmmakers made exactly the movie they wanted to make, and they love their movie. I think that's great, but their taste in movies is awful.
Best soap opera ever.
Cold, heartless porn. I love it.
Island of Dr. Moreau: Director's Cut
This movie is the only evidence that Frankenheimer may be Michael Bay's daddy. Because this movie is about as bad as Pearl Harbor.
