Loved this movie more than I expected to.
It took me a while to watch this movie, which was probably a bad idea. I kept pausing it in a WTF IS THIS EVEN rage a few times, then would revisit it. I don't get the point. That's a solid amount of star power to make stretch a 30 minute (at best) plot into something like two hours. Nothing got accomplished.
I wish I could banish this film to a desert so it can be eaten by other bad films.
It's weird; this might be one of my favorite movies ever, but every time I watch it, it loses its luster. I think I was in a dark place when I saw it in the theater in the late 90s (or whenever it got re-released with updated special effects). It's still a glorious story, but I think the over-memeification of some of the scenes (especially Luke's "NO" screaming) have fucked up the fun of this film. It's still the most…
This is up there with the best films I've seen this year. Sean Baker took two relatively unknown actresses, had them stand toe-to-toe with Willem Dafoe, and churn out a beautifully-shot, gut-wrenching tale of ratchet Orlando in the shadow of Disney. There's a lot to unpack, especially since a bunch of this is told through the eyes of a 6-year-old.
All kinds of funny and painful and sad and child-like and beautiful and scary. It's America, for good or ill.