Hot damn. This is how you do a directorial debut. Boots Riley’s bizarro not-reality reality puts him squarely alongside visionaries like Terry Gilliam and Michel Gondry (who gets a fun shoutout here). A damnation of American work culture and vampiric capitalism told through the lens of the weirdest late-night comedy you’ve ever seen.
A classic Shane Black two-hander with more one-liners than depth of plot, the action is violent and intense and dripping with that Tony Scott style. The cavalcade of ‘that guy’s is insane; the MVP award going to the late Taylor Negron as a vile henchman with the most over the top comeuppance ever committed to film. And with this much testosterone, it’s no surprise that the women are relegated to emotional punching bags. “You’re a lying bitch and if the…
I could listen to NightBeast’s gun and watch fools vaporize into sparkles all day long. Made with all the panache of a high school film class project, you know what you’re getting here: bad line readings, poorly choreographed fights that practically move in slow motion and characters that act less human than the alien. But that’s not to say it doesn’t have its charms. It’s goofy as fuck and fun to watch.
And only a regional production is going to…
A bleak, yet beautiful, Lovecraftian jam full of body horror, sheer madness and unfathomable monsters. Cage gives one of his best performances in years, playing into his best leading man sensibilities before going full Vampire’s Kiss in the back half. A true unique horror gem. Welcome back, Richard Stanley.