I’m not worthy 😯
Shane Black can definitely deliver twisty and strange noir detective stories, but to enjoy his work you also have to sort through a lot of gross muck (misogyny / sexual objectification, homophobia). He’s a gifted writer and filmmaker, but is too unsavory here, and the “look how clever I am” deconstructivist narration is straight up annoying at times.
On the upside Val Kilmer is a 💎 and Downey Jr. is sublime as always.
Ferociously imaginative, out-there on a level just below surreality, and much more slow-burningly sinister than I was prepared for.
This is surprisingly uncompromising stuff, reaching deep into the conventions of the horror genre and pulling out something ugly, odd and unquestionably original.
I. Am. Speechless.
It's a nightmare on screen, broadcast straight from the subconscious of our dark times, dipped in acid, and cranked way up to 11.
Cathartically violent, funny, and deeply imaginative in every scene. Panos Cosmatos puts trash genre thrills on an altar, and lets us worship.
Mandy cements him as one of the most exciting minds we have in the cinema.