And as Bond, Craig runs around so much and scowls so frequently that he might as well be infected by the Rage virus.
When you see Plummer utter “Rollo...Tomasi!” you’ll completely forget Spacey ever played the role.
And they never even catch him at the end. Worst noir ever!
God I hate to be That Guy (Talkies are a fad. Color is too hard on the eyes!), but I just really don’t think mo cap and digitally recreating these faces will ever be 100 percent convincing, because there will always be the unconcious awareness that this person isn’t real, can’t be real because they’re old or dead.
You make great points, but here is where I think this time is different.
What do you all think of the chances that this time the movement might catch on? I was discussing this with my corworkers, and I think we could be at, or near a threshold moment.
What, you’re not looking forward to her awkwardly recreated visage digitally inserted over a mocap performer’s face?
Hey that means the MRA’s can revise their misogynist cut of the film!
But in a shocking anticlimax, before Gillan can make her entrance, all are mowed down by Christina Hendricks driving a cherry red ‘65 Ford Thunderbird.
If you are implying that Jessica Chastain is merely handsome, I will tell her you said that...just as soon as the restraining order is lifted.
I love the idea of Howard saying this, then producing a switch blade knife.
Then from the rafters, Annalise Basso descends on wires to the stunned silence of all, which she uses to her advantage to blindside Isla with a metal folding chair.
Jessica Chastain is one of those people who is so beautiful it’s almost depressing, because one is simultaneously aware that such beauty exists in the world, and also that there is almost zero chance of ever being chosen by such beauty.
He’s amazing on “Another Period.” So many amazing lines.
Meanwhile, as both are fighting with each other, Haley Bennett sneaks by with her audition tape in had.
But how will we know when actors are ready to be cast adrift on ice flows? HOW???
Schrodinger’s Cat would be better as a sadistic version of Let’s Make a Deal.
Will one of her records be used on screen for self-defense?
Spoiler: turns out he’s still in the latency period of psycho-sexual development.
This film would’ve made even more money at the box office if they’d gone with the title my friend suggested: