This is a film so bad that I wondered if it was in on it's own joke, but there seems to be such an air of earnestness that I realised that it couldn't be. This is just one of the most ineptly written and directed films I have seen in a long while despite the mostly talented cast. Christopher Doyle's cinematography is just about the only noteworthy aspect of an utterly bizarre trashfest.
you know it's bad when Megan Fox is out-acting most of the cast.
Passionless fairy tale farce played straight, and so monotonously morose there's not even an ounce of hilarity to be enjoyed from something so hackneyed.
I feel bad for Bill Murray for being in this atrocity.
Lots of quirky characters and a nice casting flip having Rourke as the good guy and Murray as the heavy. It’s a tale of a washed up jazz musician who runs into trouble with gangsters and seeks his salvation through Lily (Fox), a “winged woman” he encounters at a carnival side show in the middle of nowhere. Give the film some time to grow on you and it will reward your patience in the end. Unfortunately, for screen writer Glazer (Scrooged) who wrote the screenplay and made this his directorial debut, it was not successful at the box office. And, yes, the title has meaning.
Dear Mickey Rourke,
First, allow me to say what a huge fan I have been for several years now. You are truly a wonderful actor, and deserving of more respect than I think you receive. I believe my true infatuation began with Barbet Schroeder’s Barfly (1987), a classic, in which you portrayed Henry Chinaski, the alter-ego of writer Charles Bukowski. This darkly comic portrait of alcoholism run amok was the best portrayal of a drunk in any movie, anywhere prior…
If you spend some time in Charleston, South Carolina, you are bound to run into Bill Murray or someone with a running-into-Bill-Murray story.
Most of the stories are rote variations of "plebeian fanboy freaks out a little upon seeing a celebrity," but the freaking out is always absorbed by the coolness or the weirdness of Bill Murray. Thus, these rote, plebeian stories are just weird enough to be sorta interesting.
But no one ever congratulates him for his work in…
I applaud the ambition behind the filmmaker, but this movie is dull. Deathly dull. The performances are fine and the intent is good, but wading through this film to search out the few interesting nuggets is not worth the time.
In Passion Play, you get Mickey Rourke's best Clayface impression, Megan Fox with wings, The Room-style rooftop green screens, Bill Murray as a gangster, Chuck Liddell as a thug, desert circus freaks, and STILL the movie is a total fucking bore.
Just an awful, awful, awful, awful movie.
Elämä potkii jazz-muusikkoa kupoliin. Pientä piristystä tuo outolintu, jolla on kivat tissit.
Nyt ei taas ihan auennut.
The most impressive thing about this film is the fact that they made it. Someone read this script and was like, "Yep, we're gonna fucking make this!"
That is dedication.
People have rated this 3.5 stars and higher! I'm so pleased that some people have the audacity to take this seriously and enjoy it. Bravo!
The story is fucking ludicrous. Not like awesome ludicrous like Leon: The Professional or Hot Fuzz (first two off the top of my…
yeah well worth a look my fellow letterboxers
yeah megan is really pretty
yeah mickey is weird looking as usual
yeah bill has the same facial expression he always has
but but but
the story is great, really loved it
just one little question, what has the title to do with the film?
this title put me off at first, its lousy