So friggin funny. John Waters has this incredibly simple and blunt observational humour that I just adore. It’s so welcoming despite being seemingly harsh or transgressive.
Very similar to Death Note in that:
- it features the ‘eccentric male genius’ trope before Sherlock killed it by showing just how embarrassing it is.
- in fact it features two of these gargantuan brain men who face off against each other in a battle of wits.
- it’s women characters are props
- it’s decent cheesy fun
Edit: It’s actually really grotesque how it expects you immediately forgive the guy for murdering an innocent homeless man, because it was “a sacrifice for love”
Christ what a mess.
Sure it says fascism is bad and has some actual nuanced insight into the way the death cult of fascism manifests from toxic socialisation; but it’s also intensely self aggrandising in the borderline reactionary bullshit it spouts about ThE hUmaN COnDiTiOn.
It’s so good in some ways but it’s crap in more. Some plot bits and characters are superb. I particularly liked the freestyle rappers. The art style and music are standouts. The male gaze is off…
Fucking paedophilia ruining otherwise great cinema. I love the operatic feel, but that’s not saving this.
And it’s not just the sexualisation and camera ogling and up skirt shots that are shitty and super uncomfortable. Mathildas whole character is built around the view paedophiles have of children. She’s nothing like an actual pre-teen. She’s harsh and hardened like an adult. She acts like an adult. There’s no childish softness or vulnerability. I’m not saying children can’t be awful or traumatised…