Tropic Thunder depends on the element of surprise to work well. Exhibit A: Robert Downey Jr.'s commitment to being " the dude playin' the dude, disguised as another dude"; Exhibit B: Tom Cruise's profane studio bigwig Les Grossman. These two were the movie's sole nominees for various awards in 2008, proof of Ben Stiller's movie (director, writer, lead actor) actually belonging to Downey Jr. and Cruise. These two aside, Tropic Thunder is unspectacular. Stiller is fine, but so much of…
I can't say for certain that I know what is going on here. But the B&W photography is crisp and the music is good. The James Blake influence is alive and well, and although I think it robs Frank Ocean of the identity he created with channel ORANGE, Endless is still very much an artistic progression. Were the forty minutes of music worth the four year wait? Shit, it just might have been.
WTF has a name, and it rhymes with Wicolas Tinding Fefn.
Someday I'm going to be working at the video store, and a desparate customer will approach me. "Can I help you?" I ask him/her. S/he looks at me, twitching and dishevelled. "Just fuck my life up."
S/he leaves the video store with a copy of Only God Forgives and a package of sugar-free gummy bears.
There's got to be a better movie that can be made from this footage…
In elementary school, I learned (like most people do) about bullying. Did you know that being a bystander is bad, just as bad as being the bully? Please.
Since its release, the cinematic helicopter crash that is Suicide Squad has been bullying unwitting audiences, myself included. If you have seen it, I understand and yes, I do feel your pain. If you haven't, please continue being a bystander (I'll explain later), and together, we can end the bullying that is…