26 years old.
horror is my absolute favorite.
PADDINGTON 2 for best picture.
31 days of horror film 15/31
“God, I’m so horny.”
The series finally drops any pretenses of setting up plot or character (though the characters here are probably the most entertaining of the bunch) and fully gives in to its sleazy conventions and proclivity for spilling blood for a lean and mean ode to carnal desires and mutilations of the flesh. Every blade piercing, hacking, slashing and, in some cases bare hands pulverizing flesh, is imbued with a pornographic glee…
“I just had to know where I went wrong”
“The years I’ve spent trying to get things i was told were important—things, not people...or meaning.”
“I know it’s [the next time] going to be different.”
Selling the biggest American lie—that matierial wealth/keeping the status quo is the only path to happiness—as a dream to consumers who were already living out that lie. New cosmetic skin job, the same walking empty vessel. Between its off-kiltered camera angles/close-ups/editing, eerie score, and Rock…
Film noir broken down to its hard-boiled, high-contrast imaged essential compontets deconstructed and abstracted into a mean, almost cosmic feeling of 50’s era atomic paranoia and doom. One of the most rewarding and unique experiences I had watching a movie this year. I was basically the kid in that one vine who’s anxiously yelling “what the fuck, is this allowed??” at that couple engaging in pda for the last third of the movie. This is what cinema is all about, totally loved it.