You can go to places in the world with pudding. That is funny. That's funny.
It is a portrait of a couple, their art and their fame that eventually evolves into a character study of a man spiraling into nothing, and, ultimately, the film is about baby Annette herself: a child exploited by people still chasing what they almost had, never to be seen as anything more than a wooden puppet to be used.
You can read the rest of my review ~here~
Although this premise is exceptionally promising, the film never reaches the heights of this promise. It fails to enter the areas of depth possible with this premise and even carries itself with a sort of profoundness it never attains. To make matters worse, there is a jarring disconnect between the film and the viewer as you wait for a chord of depth to be struck while the story presupposes to have already done so.
You can read my full review of the film ~here~
I dug the tidbits of body horror but that’s about it. I guess there just isn’t much else to dig because it ain’t deep🤠
“If I’ve ever had a theme in mind, I mean, usually that’s just the worst. Then you feel yourself writing. And there’s nothing worse than that feeling of, kind of, chasing after a theme.” - Paul Thomas Anderson
I know how big your dick is son
Lmao, “edgy Christian film” is the newest addition to weird Mark Wahlberg dramas no one will see.
It’s a shame because there is a ton of solid lines (like that could be hilarious), but Mark isn’t quite funny enough on his own, and with no director to decently frame it comedically, it all falls flat and awkwardly.
There’s a scene that isn’t supposed to be funny where he gets thrown off…