An otherwise impeccable motion picture marred by its nonsensical decision to relegate a superlative Hugh Grant musical number to a tiny screen that plays during the end credits when it has every right to be the centerpiece of the entire cinematic enterprise.
Watching an Adrian Lyne film with my mom before bed has officially become my new favorite pastime.
We had so much fun with Indecent Proposal; we sang along to Sade's "No Ordinary Love" (which played during the sex-on-cash scene) and counted the ways how Demi Moore brought us to our collective knees. It was quite a bummer that we missed Sheena Easton's cameo, though.
We ended up liking the screenplay's surprisingly nuanced digs on the late-capitalist commodification of the human…
I walked out of the matinee after one hour and a half of being pummelled by this unholy nonsense. What a sluggishly paced and narratively confused fella this film was. It was kind of great to actually see the games' aesthetics get the most faithful screen adaptation, but that's just it. Everything else was a completely unengaging mess. I saw potential here - a sprawling fantasy universe that could be fun to explore. But all of that was squandered in…
Okay, so it's out and it's nice.
Wait, well, it's more than nice. It's good! Yeah? Let's settle for 'good' so as to not make these hungry dogs even hungrier. From now on, I'll be using the adjective as a euphemism for the M-word.
*EUPHEMISM METER: 100%*
George Miller. Now I've never met the man, let alone talking to him, but judging from Mad Max: Fury Road, I'm willing to bet my ass that he's a super kind guy. How…