i love revenge films.
i hate rapists.
i think carey mulligan is hot.
i am also presumably the target demographic for this film: i mean, the title basically describes me (i know it's an ironic play on the "promising young man" rape excuse, but what i mean is that, in the literal sense, i am young, a woman, and very driven in my aspirations).
when you add all those factors up, i really should have liked this. but, uh, well...…
whenever i am sad i think about how from the very birth of cinema cat films were made! to this day, feline-centered films are churned out at a cosmic rate! there is truly an inexhaustible amount of video footage of cats being adorable to be found! i literally could watch one cat picture an hour every day for the rest of my life and probably would never run out! this is the happiest fact i know!
they're milling about a little too fucking smartly for me.
I didn't like the implication that grief is something to be suppressed. Plus the acting was really stiff and bad. :/
Contents of the film aside, the Arabic in the title is laughably incorrect.
To put it in terms non-Arabic speakers can understand: It's like if you, for instance, could only write in Arabic script but wanted to pretend you could write in Latin script and made English-looking shapes but really just wrote indecipherable squiggly gibberish.
...يا ربي
I do not speak French (to be fair I understand a good bit because I speak Spanish [cognates] and Darija [colonialism], but I am in no way fluent). This is all to say that I watched this entire thing in French with some friends (we were giddy and bored and theaters in Rabat are often lacking in good film selection) and somehow?? I understood the entire plot without a gripe. And THAT should tell you something. This is an ugly,…
CW: Rape
My dear Pakistani friend has been *begging* me to watch this for at least a month now. I hate to disappoint her, but this movie was terrible and definitely not worth two precious, irretrievable hours of my life.
DISCLAIMER: First off, I would like to clarify that I am not the intended audience for this movie. I am not Pakistani, and I do not speak Urdu, apart from a few basic Hindustani phrases. (Ap ka nam kya hai?…
Ok but at one point there was a man who was eating dirt and rating it texturally and shit like some sort of sommelier and I was honestly a bit concerned.
Someone please get Samwise Gamgee safely back to Middle Earth. It looks like he's fallen into some sort of space-time continuum that transports you to a frightening parallel universe wherein you are forced to act in horrendous evangelical propaganda films lest have the hair on your feet knuckles waxed off. Poor little fella.
This movie makes me physically feel things. It's not a psychological thriller, but it could be? I would describe it as other & astral & panic-inducing & wincingly beautiful.
I'm a sucker for romcoms, & I can usually stomach the dumber ones, mostly because I stick to watching these things when on my menses. I especially like to heat up instant ramen in the cold months & watch ten or so of them in one sitting, while the sodium-rich microwaved regret drips like larvae down my protruding chin & the hormones hold elaborate soirées in my uterus. But I have found this one to be too hackneyed, too saccharine, too dull & too affected, even when I'm emotionally impaired, sloshed on Maruchan & otherwise incapable of sound judgement.