I'm just an old man that yell at movies.
-"I like this girl".
-"And you can still like her with your penis inside her".
The Girl Next Door walks a familiar road, flattened by the steps of all high school rom-coms before it; only very slightly refreshed by the raunchy twist hinted by it's premise. The involvement of the porn industry as we knew it back in the late nineties, certainly makes for a couple of funny moments but can't truly exploit it's juicy, oozy potential given the genre…
- "Get out of my house!"
- "Say fuck!"
- "Mom! "Get the fuck out of my house!".
- "Get the FUCK out of my house!".
Looking to fill the gaps on my record sheet for David Fincher. Only missing two, plus a LD&R short and his upcoming Netflix original; I'm skipping the documentary concert about Rick Springfield.
Anyways, Panic Room is another film I had only watched pieces of on tv, and surprisingly none of them spoiled…
I would watch any of Ghibli's depictions of peaceful daily life routines, old fashioned ways and trades even as two hour long LED Screen demo at Radioshack. If I don't review anime films, specially Ghibli ones, it's just because it would be so reiterating praising the animation and background work every time.
I'm always specially amazed of how no shortcuts are ever taken; nothing is as simple as just two heads talking to each other. In the case of From…
La que con niños se acuesta, meada amanece.
Santiago (Luis Ernesto Franco, una tabla con sudadera y trencita jedi) se enamora de su maestra, Amanda (correcta Sophie Alexander Kats) lo que da inicio a una serie de situaciones que van desde furiosas chaquetas mentales románticas, propias de un puberto emocionalmente educado exclusivamente por telenovelas, a verdaderas señales de alarma para cualquier mujer con un mínimo de sentido común e instinto de auto preservación.
Con un desarrollo de personajes mediocre tirándole…