re-watch with my nana
M. Night's funny and loveable serious (not serious) piss-take.
A stoned and/or severely autistic Joaquin Phoenix sucks the throbbing member of a narcissist, racist and senial Ridley Scott for a stupid fucking near 3 hours while playing dress up.
I'm happy to sign a French petition for the beheading of Ridley Scott, Joaquin Phoenix, Vanessa Kirby and people who legitimately thought this trash was good.
Obnoxious trash. Nintendo is dead.
Make Wart the villian in the sequel you cowards.
Solid B movie comfort food from Fred Olen Ray. It has a great cast, cheeky dialogue and is unmistakably 80's.
Michael Berryman earns the MVP here.
Cosmic indigenous horror brought about from the mind, heart, hands and soul of a confused, cutureless but well meaning wajala aka whitefella aka white cunt... depends who you ask.
Peak Australian cinema. A masterpiece? Possibly.
So bad it's good or just good? I really can't tell anymore. Deadfall is special.
Deadfall is deadpan insanity with an unhinged Nicolas Cage let loose. A 50 cent noir drowning in the dissolved remnants of a cocaine rotted brain.
Nicolas Cage screaming the R-word is iconic... Peak cinema. It is like strawberries and cream, it just works and you'll eat the shit out of it. Put that scene on repeat.
Lastly... What a fucking cast! Phantasm man kills it.
This is what Jesus experienced during those 3 days in his tomb.
Acute psychosis... a visual insight into prodromal schizophrenia. A reality and fear you will never understand. The Jar is the cloest you may ever get.
PTSD night terrors which further and further remove the individual from a place or feeling of rest and safety.
A personal look into a troubled mind and soul; Where there is no escape from the spiritual warfare taking place in various forms... in the human understood world, the inferno and brief oases of salvation.