Exhausting as all hell and Black still manages to work "fag" into the dialogue because someone cast a spell on him in the early days that if a screenplay of his doesn't contain that word, he will die (I'm guessing).
Decent banter stretched to the extreme with scene after scene dawdling on well past their expiration date. Gosling's comedic prowess and high-pitched screams are the highlights with Angourie Rice providing fine complementary work (actually stealing the show on occasion).
I actually aborted my initial viewing of Kiss Kiss Bang Bang because I found it far too infuriating at the time. I cut it short when Downey was attempting to kill that spider underneath of Monaghan's bra and the bullshit outrage and judgements he throws in the face of Monaghan's character.
In the preceding scene, we witness Harry (Downey) ignoring the frantic Harmony (Monaghan), distraught over just learning about her younger sister's apparent suicide (a younger sister that has been…
Often times certain films hold a special place in my heart, as I am sure the same can be said of almost everyone else. My memory of The Royal Tenenbaums involves a group of friends driving one hour (both ways) to Baltimore to catch it at the Charles Theater. At the time, that was the only way to see Wes Anderson’s newest film, since growing up in a small town in Pennsylvania, one did not have the opportunity to see…
If you're ready for 3 hours of floundering in filth, staggerstumbling through the muck and mire shitscape that is Akanar, swathed in an incomprehensible steamfog, perpetually rolling through the frame, enveloping everyone and everything...Medieval times as alien...future as past...cyclical oppression and barbarinism shot through documentarian-observer style with reportage style camerawork showcasing cultural and academic destitution where the townfolk administer ladlefulls of a lacquerlike substance over an endless array of noosehung bodies transforming the swaying corpses into public ornaments sparkling in…