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Living is disappointment, a daily grab for the brass ring that’s just out of grasp. Every day, you wake up thinking, “Today’s the day!” and go to bed covered in the muck and shit you landed in when you came up short.
The World's Most Important Fake Critic
Living is disappointment, a daily grab for the brass ring that’s just out of grasp. Every day, you wake up thinking, “Today’s the day!” and go to bed covered in the muck and shit you landed in when you came up short.
The title character Powers is actually the weakest of Myers’. His skits or character quirks aren’t as funny the second time around. Okay, Mike, we know Austin has bad teeth and a furry chest, show us something else.
If I hadn’t seen the other four Star Wars movies, I would think Attack of the Clones was 90 minutes of shit and 45 minutes of decent movie. Having seen the others, though, I think this one is 90 minutes of shit and 45 minutes of really good movie.
The Aristocrats is fucking filthy. It’s as foul, crusty and rank as the crotch of a overused middle-aged whore in the desert. It’s just a God damn nasty movie. And everything this nasty–the Tavern Harelip singing karaoke and those DVDs of retards humping vegetables–has its charms.
If I were still a stupid teenager all hopped on model glue, American Pie would be the only movie I’d need. It would be my everything, my Treasure of the Sierra Madre, Star Wars and Sorority Sluts all rolled into one.
What makes American Movie work are the scenes of average guys, like us, living in our dirty houses, driving beat up old piece of shit cars, dealing with nasty toenails, working crappy jobs, and also pursuing our dreams.
Solaris raises interesting questions, and then it answers them before it dares let an audience do anything as dangerous as think for itself. There are long, dull passages of dialog that don’t illuminate the issues. Instead they lay them out like a textbook.
I wanted more chasing and crimes, to see how the kid did it. But Spielberg thinks a character can’t sneeze without some corny backstory to explain it.
I suppose the gore and zombie shit is done well. I mean, the film is all grainy and the scenes are made up of tons of fuzzy jump cuts.
It’s worth seeing, it’s fan-fucking-tastic to look at. But it’s a God damn shame Linklater didn’t have enough imagination to see the ideas come to life.