Wow. I had high hopes for this and it surpassed them within 10 mins of Whipmaster Zheng using his whip to behead the tavern owner's daughter. Very much like The Hateful Eight, this is a single location movie filled with the worst of the worst all gathering in the tavern after word about an official passing through with a trunk full of riches gets out. Whipmaster Zheng who is the worst of this particular band of bastards has to deal…
I know everyone else has already said it, but it's true. It's amazing this movie ever got made. It doesn't take a whole lot to titillate me but this is impressive even without the wide range of perversions on display. I do wonder if there was more to the horse in bed with Caligula than we got to see, heh. The non-sexual stuff is great too. McDowell is perfect as the mad Emperor and I could really see him sliding…
Laura Palmer, completely broken inside, while hot as hell on the out, slowly enters a bar as Julie Cruise sings the beautifully ethereal melancholic QUESTIONS IN A WORLD OF BLUE. Laura is in visible pain (not the physical) as she cries alone at a table. The song muffles the sounds of her sobbing. Laura realizes she must get back her tough exterior. She lights a cigarette, puffing away until the tears stop. Her innocent best friend Donna enters…
The only thing uglier than the babysitter’s wrap-around head gear retainer is this movie’s script. No spoilers, cause none of this crap matters.
Barfing nuns, oil-spewing toilets, Broken Brolin, Kracked Out Kidder, Stymied Steiger, Jawing Jaws Mayor, irritating invisible friends, fragile fingers, no stopping the chopping, please make this end this is so bad kill me now, there’s a much better movie with a guy and an ax coming out in three hundred days. End this I beg you.
I feel like The Amityville Horror is somehow in the horror movie canon for its… cool title? Because this movie is really, really bad.
Truck Turner: bad-ass bounty hunter, superb marksman, lover of cats.
Isaac Hayes plays this titular blaxploitation action star bursting out of the screen to dole out punishment on filthy criminals while emanating a glow of superb charm.
Along with his partner Jerry, they get hired to take out a particularly nasty pimp named Gator - the kinda pimp that sets fire to women's hair and lives off a steady diet of cocaine.
Sure enough Truck & Jerry whack their target, but…
There are three kinds of film and three kinds only:
3) Brendan Fraser Yelling
This third kind is not objective in any way, but something that we all should love, worship and adore as we all desperately need more of this as we move forward in life.
This film right here may just be the best of the best of these as he rarely speaks here and just yells almost constantly - the ASMR we all need.
The New Brenaissance is upon us here now in 2022 and we are the better for it.
Filing this in the section of films that I remember always stumbling across at the video store or at other people's houses but never got around to watching until today. Yes, I know, it's a long list.
Well, I must say I had a great time watching this movie. Dunst and Williams are quite delightful in their roles as these two somewhat naive but really very smart girls who in this alternate world are helping bring Nixon down. It's always…
Action! - Love, Lust And Violence: Sion Sono's Inland Empire W/ The Night Nutter, Joe Mighty Castillo, The Other Guys.... and Jeff
Absurd from start to finish, yet Sono manages to make this a disturbing picture with scenes like the woman in the living room with hair growing out of all sides. And when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere. Even in areas I had no idea hair existed.
Again, I wouldn't call it a terrifying movie since, with…
After months (heck, years) of anticipation, the plan to finally introduce my fifteen-year-old daughter to the Friday the 13th series (on Friday the 13th) got the last minute kibosh when my wife decided to scan Common Sense Media’s unsparing overview (and truth be told, I’m still in a bit of hot water after rolling out the first two Chainsaw movies a couple weeks ago, sans approval).
Hoping to allay our disappointment, she quickly mounted a fairly compelling argument and offered…
“When we get them silly bastards down in that rock pile, it'll be some fun, they'll wish their fathers had never met their mothers. When they start takin' their bottoms out and slamming into them rocks, boy!”
I lose it every time that line happens.
Not much more to add on this one, but it is my most watched movie since I’ve joined Letterboxd… and there’s a very strong possibility that it just might be my most watched movie ever?
Rarely has a title been more appropriate. This genre hopping, maximalist masterpiece truly does leave the viewer like they’ve just seen everything everywhere all at once. It is an overwhelming experience, both during and after, but a superlative one also. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll think and you’ll feel. Truly, it is everything that you want blockbuster filmmaking to be.
It feels odd to classify the film as a blockbuster, but in scale and sheer cinematic audacity, it certainly is.…
A film that presents itself one way, but ends up becoming something else. From the title, I was under the impression that this was going to be some kind of romantic film or psychological drama about grief, and in the end I ended up with a film that manifests itself almost as a horror film which is somewhat reminiscent of Don't Look Now, but directed by someone like Cassavetes.
The dread and inner pain that the film conveys is translated…