Put Lateef Crowder in more movies.
This movie is set up as a "lost" 70s exploitation picture, complete with fake film grain and missing frames and variable film stock. I've always hated that—why not just make your 70s exploitation picture without the metatextual frills? Director Kurando Mitsutake would in fact go on to do that in his next two features (Gun Woman and Karate Kill), both of which weren't just homages to Japanese exploitation movies, they were the real thing, and were much more fun than…
Mongolian thriller about three childhood friends who come together as adults to deal with a problem, really can't describe the plot in more detail without tipping some things. This is a very low budget production but it is very high ambition in story and narrative structure—not everything worked, but most did, and it was impossible for me to get ahead of the plot at any point in the story, it's really well conceived. This is exactly the kind of movie I keep hoping to find when rummaging through the dusty corners of streaming services. I found this on tubi, and you should too.
I guess this makes sense if you've watched the TV show or something? I was pretty lost. I'm any case, it looks great, and there's a terrific oner right in the middle.
I'm not sure why historical Korean court drama/zombie movie mashups took off as a subgenre, but they've all seemed to deliver something entertaining.
Also there is a fuckton of didgeridoo used in the score, if you're into that kind of thing.
Part two of my private 77-Minute Film Festival, a polar opposite to part one, The Match-Stick Man.
Japan doesn't really make a lot of high budget action movies anymore, but they do produce a lot of great low-budget stuff.
A man with a violent past works in the kitchen in a bar in Tokyo. This is a slow burn thriller, but when the violence happens, it hits hard. The fight scenes are shot my favourite way: complex choreography performed very…
Escape Plan 2 is letterboxd's worst rated movie in Sylvester Stallone's filmography—worse than Burn Hollywood Burn, worse than Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot, worse even than Backtrace, a recent DTV thriller I never heard of till now. So bad was EP2, that just the idea that another one of these movies existed was ludicrous. But the reviews were unanimous: better than the last one. So I watched EP3, which was indeed better than the last one, which is maybe the lowest bar to clear in any creative endevour. That's pretty much my review summary: I watched it.
I had to euthanise my dog yesterday and the only way I could think of to relieve my sadness was to watch a condom full of walnuts shoot hundreds of Thai stuntmen with a machine gun. I don't know what that says about me or about grief, but there is something soul-soothing about action cinema that means a lot to me.