Among other bits of incredible dialogue, I appreciate the alliteration in “You’re nothing but a loose, lush Lucille!” The Happytime Murders could have taken a cue from this off-kilter piece of depravity that never ceases to enthrall me.
Hypnotically edited, with shots and dialogue overlapping one another in and out of sync. Plus, Terence Stamp absolutely owns every frame he’s in. The other villains here have gotten older, flabbier, weaker. Not Terry, though, he’s only gotten meaner and harder, crystallized by his time in prison. Almost definitely Soderbergh’s best.