My BlackBerry Torch remains the coolest and most empowering device I’ve ever owned. I’d never trade my iPhone for another ecosystem, but I still miss that thing and its keyboard still today.
During a year of too many mediocre biopics, this one totally rips.
"I don't know much about snooker, but I know Ronnie."
Who knew cats were so poetic?
Please seek out the original version of this short. The fandub just doesn't seem to fit correctly.
Like the movie, this review is hard to get through.
Some movies are like a storm. There is the calm before the storm, the first gusts, the eye, and then the final tempest rolls through. Like a storm, Detachment whisks you on a directionless emotional flight. When you've finally been put back on the ground, you are just as lost as you were in the air.
This is a consequential movie that has left me breathless, broken and despondent. If I judge my film of the year based on emotional response, this one might just have it.
