The WWII-ish women-in-prison-to-women-on-a-mission-Spaghetti-stained movie I didn't know I needed. The ragtag group of heroes consists of a goth punk sharpshooter, an alcoholic samurai, a kleptomaniac pickpocket, a stabby call girl, an explosives expert (Sally Yeh), and their one-eyed leader (Brigitte Lin). Bonkers fun, maybe the best movie I've seen with Godfrey Ho's name anywhere in the credits.
"There's no tomorrow... Know why, baby? 'Cause it'll never get here." _ Jacques Renault, blank as a fart
"Good morning, America" - Carl, after 9 a.m.
Edges out The Sopranos hard cut to black scored with "Don't Stop Believin'" in the category of greatest way (/metastatement) to end a TV series. Opening on a television showing static (that is subsequently smashed), it's hard not to read some aspects as Lynch venting frustrations. Characters literally vanish. Cooper is anxious to see…
(It's) HARD TO BE A GO(o)D (Movie)
Days of Heavin'
Mostly entertaining spectacle, but good googly moogly could the movie draw any more attention to its own production? By the time Leo's breath fogs up the camera lens it was about time number 2073 that I noticed there was a camera. Seems at odds with the realism/naturalism for which the movie is going. It's also jarring every time there's a CGI animal on screen (the audience I saw it…