Kayla's dad is just, like, the sweetest man.
As far as formulaic slashers go, this actually isn't bad. I was panicking at the beginning, but once certain characters die and it gets going, this is actually pretty decent, even if it does kind of demonstrate how antiquated and dated the unstoppable knife wielding silent killer genre is these days.
Is there anything more obnoxious than watching a method actor work?
Yep. Watching a comedian who thinks he's a method actor work.
I love Andy Kaufman. And Jim Carrey has had his fair share of funny movies. But Kaufman and Carrey are not one and the same, no matter how much rehearsed psychobabble Carrey spews out for the camera.
Carrey comes off as a self-absorbed, pretentious asshole who doesn't know when to give it a rest. Kaufman never gave off…
Not quite my tempo...
Not far off though.
I think I may have just built Whiplash up too much in my head. I've been waiting for this for about a year now, and as someone with an affinity for jazz drums and an admiration for the acting talents of Teller and Simmons, I was pretty hyped.
I did feel that JK Simmons' character, although impeccably acted, was a little too heightened. I liken it to Anthony Hopkins in The Silence…