I really don't think that "I Should Try To Be A Good Guy Now" is the theme of this movie.

And you shouldn't. That's the entire point of the film, to deconstruct that particular archetype.

You say "cheese", I say "elegant in its simplicity". Yeah, this movie is not going to win any prizes for subtlety and nuance, but it says what (maybe, admittedly, little) it has to say with perfect aesthetic efficiency.

I suspect your criticism might sound more qualified if you didn't confuse her with Michelle Williams.

Funny Games with cars, and ever so slightly less loathing for the audience and a bit more of a "have your cake and eat it"-attitude. It's a lot more blatant in "Only God forgives", I think. For all its stylized abstractions, I did end up rather emotionally engaged by "Drive" anyway. Granted, the love interest is the…

More than once a week. With a backbag and a bike. It's pretty doable if you live in a European city with proper infrastructure and have no kids. I usually just grab a couple of things on my way home from work. When we need to restock staples, my flatmate and I do the shopping together and divide the burden.

I couldn't care less about cars, but I love this movie. I also really liked last year's Rush. Sometimes you have to be up for a little abstraction.

I'm normally a stridently feminist period drama enthusiast, who's more usually found in the comment sections of Mad Men and Girls (well, not Girls, maybe; that comment section tends to be scorched earth), who never had much ambition to be considered a cinephile, but Drive is one of the very few movies I've wanted to…

Yeah, I think she just realized that it wouldn't be necessary to go all the way to achieve her aim; why would she do more than neccessary?

[Edited for belated realization of sarcasm]

I'm sure there are important stories to be told about the challenges faced by women in Arab countries, but I would rather hear those stories from those Arab women themselves. It's not as if they didn't have their own voice.

I have a lot of sympathy for the romantically challenged and the socially inadequate, because, heaven knows, I'm no stranger to romantic self-sabotage myself. Honestly, I think that most people should be able to relate. Yes, some people are likely to experience more rejection than others, but everyone gets rejected…

That's why I wrote "… glorify/gloss over the more troubling aspects". It's not exactly glorified, I agree, but trivalized, which can also be a problem.

You made me look up the plot synopsis on wikipedia and that is indeed surprisingly neat.

To me, the general idea of "this sort of behaviour is really obnoxious and troubling in real life, so maybe we shouldn't glorify it in fiction/gloss over the more troubling aspects" came across pretty well. "Life ocassionally imitates art, so we should maybe be careful what kind of people we portray as heroes in our…

I feel you. My brother has a great passion for music and was probably a formative influence on various cousins and friends in that regard, but it just never really rubbed of on me. I mean I enjoy talking with him about these things (or rather listening to him talk), but I never remember enough to fake expertise myself…

I mean, I guess it's possible that she's really just busy right now. But in that case she'd probably add "I'll have exams/a deadline/a big family event coming up this week, but what about next week" or something.

Because men can only be friends with a woman they are also sexually attracted to? Because women who are not also sexually attractive to a man are a waste of time for him?

Of course, the real problem with mainstream media is female over-representation.

You must be fun at parties.