21. Wannabe writer/filmmaker.
Co-host of Kino County Drive In
NOTE: The “kino” tag is applies to films I feel are artistically relevant and, as a result, don’t always…
Nature vs. nurture. Individualism vs. collectivism. Love vs. hate. Survival vs. suicide. Man vs. woman. Home vs. nomadism. Self-damnification vs. redemption. Foucault’s biopower vs. Freud’s freedom of sexual realization.
Action is the most visceral way a film can convey ideological conflict. As a result, it’s no mistake this movie is one, long action sequence. There’s a war being fought internally and externally by every character, and with each punch, each car crash, each gunshot, each strum of The Coma-Doof Warrior’s flamethrower, you’re brought closer to what everyone onscreen is chasing, what they all—and, by proxy, us—need so badly:
The search for the missing person in mystery films is akin to the search for God; the search for meaning. The alcoholic detective. The down-on-his-luck bruiser. Broken men who believe they can fill in the pieces their past failures have left in their soul if only they solve the puzzle of whodunnit and why.
But it never works. Why do you think Raymond Chandler wrote so many Philip Marlowe novels? The mystery is only a system of offloading personal growth;…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Why bother satirizing the blase consumption of nigh-procedurally-generated violent media if you’re just going to say that it’s all necessary, actually? It mocks the conventions of horror movies, and the indifference of the audience as to the characters’ pain and suffering, yet then says the suffering was all for a point. What?!
Oh well. Good movie until the ending.
Also Fran Kranz was 100% doing Shaggy.