Oh it's definitely reprehensible, but presented in a light-hearted manner rather than dwelling upon how fucked-up it truly is. Eventually the sheer volume of bad behavior has an impact.
Oh it's definitely reprehensible, but presented in a light-hearted manner rather than dwelling upon how fucked-up it truly is. Eventually the sheer volume of bad behavior has an impact.
No, more just that she developed romantic feelings for a guy who, for most of the time she'd known him, was a complete dick to everyone around him (including her). Too much of a dime-turn.
I enjoyed Black Mass far more than I expected to, mostly because I rolled my eyes when I saw he was going the prosthetics route again. Turned out to be surprisingly non-distracting.
Man, I wouldn't even know where to start making a list. The original Ninfa's on Navigation Ave. is probably the best-known, but really there's just too many great ones at all price points to count.
I live in Houston and have a half-dozen fantastic Mexican restaurants within five minutes of my house. Doesn't mean I don't like to slam some Taco Bell taco supremes every now and then.
Good calls. Donnie Brasco as well.
I couldn't disagree more - that's a damn solid roster of movies, and doesn't include several that deserve to be on the list.
Come back!
Brando's performance was so freaking weird in that movie, not that this is a surprise. But it is a solid caper flick. Always check the bag, Edward.
The first half bores me, but once the ship gets to the fireworks factory I perk up a bit.
That's why theirs is one of my wife's favorite movie romances. Not because they were going to make it after arriving in America, but because he convinced her to save herself and she went on to an amazing and independent life. I'm not as enamored as she is, but she's not wrong.
That seems to be the emerging consensus here, a rarity among so many opinionated movie fans (but I'd put LAC #1).
I think enough time has passed that someone else could try soon.
"Don't start trying to do the right thing now, boy-o. You haven't the practice."
You are so fucking wrong.
Pearce and Crowe's first Hollywood films, I believe, and Cromwell was mostly known for his kindly farmer from Babe (so casting him as Dudley was genius).
It's held a position in my personal top 5 since seeing it in theaters, a spot I doubt it will ever relinquish. Just fucking incredible.
Golden delicious.
The understated acting is what does it for me. Major plot twists are communicated with only a slight change in facial expressions, the life slowly going out of Spacey's body, Crowe's barely-restrained rage…perfection.
And how fucking stupid and lazy most of those guys are. He couldn't be out knocking over a jewelry store? Smashing open parking meters is the best he could come up with?