"be careful. you might spend all your money in there."

not at all surprised to find that this movie is very different from what its detractors made out to be, as is almost always the case with eli roth. the first third is american pie, the second third is body horror, the final horror is a hitchockian thriller. finally, american cinema has its Final Bro! despite his boorish, michael bay-like sense of humor, roth is actually a rather elegant formalist…

not at all sure what to do with this movie. on the one hand it's the most audacious studio movie i've ever seen and it's insane that aronofsky could get people to give him 30 million to make this. but it's also the most arrogant and most self-pitying thing i've ever seen, hateful to the audience and hateful of itself. it feels like the paranoid confession note of a serial abuser. he's a deranged and self-obsessed man who cast his…