I like Jenny Slate. I don't like this movie.
Slate has a nice and unique presence to her. Like a modern day female Woody Allen that's not trying to actively be Woody Allen (*cough*FrancesHa*cough*). I would really like to see her in other movies that are actually interesting and funny without having to rely on her.
However, if I could go another day without seeing an indie film with these kind of sensibilities that I swear are a dime a…
About 10 years ago, I was the perfect age for Frank Miller. I was 16. I was angry. I wanted to be macho. The only thing I thought about women was how hot they are. When Sin City came out, it was my thing. I loved it. I breathed it. I savored its violence and tits. I'm pretty sure when it finally came out on DVD I watched it over a dozen times in a single week.
Some initial rambling thoughts and notes for a future more coherent review:
-Jordan Belfort makes Calvin Candie look like a pleasant guy to be around.
-This film makes The Departed look like a Disney movie.
-"Two time Academy Award Nominee Jonah Hill"
-"That Rob Reiner guy should act more."
-Never thought I'd hear a Foo Fighters song in a Scorsese film, nevermind one that actually really fits.
-It'll be interesting to see how the mass public reacts to…