Letterboxd — Your life in film

6 years later and I still get boosebumps even thinking about that needle drop in a crowded theater.

A foul-mouthed exercise in debauchery that has so much more to offer than it initially lets on. Fuck, I wish they still mad 'em like this and actually released them in theaters.

When someone had gum in class

Christ on a bike

I grew a beard watching this.

Out of all the episodes this season, this was the one where hanging dong and boobs would've been the most justified. They're sweaty, scantily clad, floating around having sex in tunnels. Yet here we are. Left hanging. Boobless, dongless.

Great from beginning till end. Had a smile on my face the entire time. Peak LD&R. Take a (silly) concept and just fucking do it.

Like Forgetting Sarah Marshall, everytime I revisit this film it gets better and better. Just delightful.

A beautifully animated, thrilling short. I just wish it didn't end so abruptly. Obviously it kind of comes with the format, but I was a little disappointed thinking: is that it? Leave 'em wanting more I guess.

Almost teared up when Pontius started talking about how as we grow older, we forget all about the potential our dicks have.

Too on the nose. I kept waiting for it do turn into something smart. I did like the line: "humans were snackish", though.

We humans are rarily ever bored these days, because of social media and all. Is this a good thing? Probably not, but I'm fairly certain that whilst rediscovering boredom during the screening of this film, multiple stages of boredom actually, I craved nothing more than the tickling of a hot, supersonic, metal bullet at the base of my skull, heralding my freedom in the form of sweet, sweet death.