I remember being incredibly disappointed when I first watched this in theaters, trying to understand the hype behind its because I just couldn't fall into it. It's easier to see why, and hell, I was loving it for the first half this time around. Mad Max: Fury Road is gorgeous in every way, but it's a film that's a little too long for me. I get extremely exhausted half way in, which makes me wonder if I have to drink…
Yikes, I used to really love this film, but on rewatch I couldn't even finish it. I can't find a single bit of motivation to finish what's left anymore. I still enjoy the Deadpool character, but this is as bland as you can go with a character that has endless possibilities. You know, I was pretty disappointed with how the second one turned out earlier this year, but that one is probably better now that I think about it. What a shame.
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You ever wish you didn't go watch a film with your grandparents? It happened, and I'm surprised that my lowkey homophobic grandma didn't start bashing on the film, but instead my open minded grandpa did. "It was bad; nothing happened throughout and it went on for too long" he said. And while I'd like to leave it just there, because I very much agree, I had more than enough time during the film to reflect on why I felt that…
Some tough existential thoughts come into mind after experiencing this once again. Never fails to impress. I've lost count of which viewing this is (most likely my 5th), but I still get teary eyed in the second half. Beautifully crafted existential nightmare that explores what it's like to face reality, no matter how much it hurts, and to accept it after realizing that there's nothing left to do. Its visuals speak for themselves. Even in the moments where you might be lost, you still feel the weight of the scene and understand what each of these characters are going through. This will forever be timeless.