I am having trouble coming up with a proper rating when it comes to this revisit of Natural Born Killers. I have a fairly long history with the movie. At 12 years old I was allowed to watch almost any movie I wanted but because NBK received a lot of media attention for this "controversial" film my Mom put her foot down this one time and said that I was not allowed to watch Natural Born Killers despite my best attempts at being charming or whiny. Not long after.. my older sister wanted to have a party while our parents were away and I decided it was the perfect time for a little blackmail. My silence cost one video rental…

At a glance, Natural Born Killers has the potential to mislead. What seems like a full-blooded thriller packed with gratuitous brutality is in fact more profound; more intelligent than what its exterior and hateful critics may imply. It's personality is satirical, predominantly lampooning the media for their embracement of serial killers and near veneration of the activities they conduct - all done for the sake of ratings. Oliver Stone is clearly a staunch combatant of such behaviour and as we all know, if Oliver Stone disagrees with something, it's almost guaranteed he'll make a film to argue his perspective. Some may call him his work propaganda, but you can't deny his skill and innovation.

Mickey and Mallory are not individual…

"I've had a strong opinion about the psychopathic fringe that thrives today in America's fast food culture."

i kept thinking about what this movie would look like today given media saturation now vs. then and stuff like outrage twitter, but that's a total trap because the only way this functions is if it's thoroughly divorced from context or "timeliness". Stone's coke-and-'shrooms-fueled "Who's really in the prison?" swipe at satire is so utterly sanctimonious and trite that for at least half a second it actually threatens to become unfunny, even if the scene where Russell Means sees the word "demon" written on Harrelson's chest couldn't possibly be anything but a joke. whatever this is mad at, it's not around anymore, not…

I imagine most people had the same reaction I did after watching the first half hour of Natural Born Killers. I imagine the same 6 words came out of many people's mouths. What. The. Fuck. Am. I. Watching.

This zany bloodbath of a movie was penned by none other than Quentin Tarantino and directed by Oliver Stone. The film is like a shotgun blast of weird visuals, triply editing, and over the top violence. The gimmick is fun at first. It's like being taken through a Charles Manson funhouse ride. But it frankly starts to grow thinner and thinner as the films goes on. I found that the fractured and crazy storytelling method actually became a distraction more than anything.…