Movies that are slightly off.
When a couple decides to adopt a stray cat their perspective on life changes radically, literally altering the course of time and space and testing their faith in each other and themselves.
I am convinced that each and every one of us has this friend or acquaintance that tries too hard to be smart, different, hip, philosophical, intellectual, profound and unique. But they never are any of those things. What they are is annoying, pretentious, fake and shallow.
This film is that friend. And its family. And its circle of closest artsy fartsy friends. All wrapped up and stuffed in the body of a cat. A fucking talking cat. Oh, and a talking moon. Yep, the moon fucking talks as well.
I am amazed how anyone can be allowed to crap out a piece of pretentious, pointless shit as this. Hold on. Let me correct that. Shit has a purpose. It gets…
Whilst watching the latest quirky and oh so self-aware film from Miranda July, The Future, I unexpectedly put my foot through my television in a fit of uncontrollable rage. I feel it is irresponsible of Miss July not to provide an official notice with the film warning the audience that it may cause such unexpected reactions. I am now without a TV, nursing a sore foot and haunted by memories of her sickeningly smug movie.
No doubt she feels her work is clever, insightful, funny and full of profundity. However, I think she may have confused melancholic whimsy for deep insight or great universal truths. The film is narrated by a terminally ill cat. A fucking cat. If that in…
I've noticed something about myself. I tend to generate the most hatred for films I want to like, but can't. The films that have so much potential to be a favorite of mine, but I find them offensive and dangerous. Miranda July's The Future is in that special category. It induced so much rage that it took me a couple of days to see it for what it is. This is by no means the worst film I've ever seen... not even close. That doesn't stop me from hating it more than 99.9% of the films I've seen.
The Fucking Future is about a fucking annoying thirty five year old woman named Sophie who…
Tying a noose right now.
I chose to watch this out of curiosity after having read plenty of scathing reviews and seeing the trailer, which looked exactly like something I would deeply hate. So yes, expectations were low, but I still was not prepared for just how putrid Miranda July's The Future is. It's smug, cliché-ridden, pretentious mental masturbation of the most detestable kind. About five minutes in I had to pause and take a deep breath and 25 minutes later I stopped entirely and decided to go to bed before this shit-heap ruined what was otherwise a good day. I woke up knowing I had to finish it and, begrudgingly, I just did. I have to say it's really, truly as ghastly as people…
Profound in the sense that it made me realise life's too short to finish every movie you start. No star rating as I turned this shit off when I checked my watch to see if it was nearly over, to discover I was only 30 minutes in.
Even though I like cats, I felt nothing. DVD.
Two low energy people wander around life.
Sadness about a cat.
Mostly just mumblecore bullshit
Anything I can't finish automatically gets half a star.
It's off-putting that the two leads look like siblings. The cat talking is bad. The cat's voice is worse. The person in a cat suit to do the paws is what kills it.
Once they start talking about being forty in five years, and forty is like being fifty, the movie was stopped and promptly deleted from the DVR.
I got through less than ten minutes of this.
Weird! Aber auf eine komische Art und weise konnte ich mich mit manchen Szenen der Charactere identifzieren.
Komischer Film, aber nicht unbedingt schlecht, nur gewöhnungsbedürftig.
An odd-duck couple who have had plenty of years to be married (read: get bored) and far too much time on their hands decide to adopt a cat. They can't pick it up for a month because it's undergoing some medical treatments, and they're warned that if they fail to arrive on the designated date the cat will be euthanized. The prospect of that last month of freedom before they make a commitment to something other than themselves opens up a fissure in their lives and threatens to destroy a complacency they had begun to take for granted.
The fact that adopting a cat counts in their lives as a commitment great enough to alter their lives forever should tell…
You really want to slap the life out of the characters, but it has great jokes and original storytelling
it finally has an order and i'm at peace
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