It’s a scene that had audiences whooping in theaters—the recognition of cultural plunder—and the payback for it—was incisive and satisfying.
It’s a scene that had audiences whooping in theaters—the recognition of cultural plunder—and the payback for it—was incisive and satisfying.
It’s based on a non-fiction New Yorker article, not a novel. Well, there is a novel involved, written by the suspected killer. No clue if the film will be good, but I give the article my highest possible recommendation.
Yeah that is not a good sign, especially when the film stars a super bankable actor, but I have been waiting for this movie! It’s based on THE BEST New Yorker article.
Obvious things are often worth putting into words.
Go into it.
There’s a whole world of not understanding out there. Go explore it!
I’m ready for it.
I love illusions! But will this comments section just be a flamewar over the spelling of “whoa” and the very nature of spelling and correctness? Let’s see!
But that’s Gwen Stefani.
How about burgers?
What I find surprising is that you find it surprising that people find it surprising.
What really grinds my gears is how they put the credits in a little box as soon as they start, and you have to click to make it big again. I always feel like Netflix is giving me the middle finger when that happens.
Best introduction is his concert movie. Big Time.
The title is currently “Here’s how a study about Smiths fans being neurotic helped elect Trump”, which correctly suggests that the STUDY helped elect Trump. Was that the same headline that was there when you commented? I could see how it might be confusing if you’re reading it on a phone and shaking the screen…
How exactly does one hold one’s breath for staying? Headline makes no sense.
LOL. Also, excellent movie, The Guest.
You might be on to something there. When I first saw the Blurred Lines video on Vimeo, I assumed it was written by Pharrell (and I had no clue it was going to be a hit). Indeed, I took it as a silly song, like you said, about wish fulfillment and/or empty boasting.
While we’re on the topic, here’s one of my all-time…
Ridiculous verdict! The dissenting judge quoted in the last paragraph summed it up perfectly.
actually good
ROTTEN CHERRIES