Well, *I* can’t be.
Well, *I* can’t be.
Think Star Wars, only in black and white with primary accents, set in a small town grocery store, and cast entirely with bald eagles. And it’s got a M Night twist: it’s really an infomercial for commercial flooring. Because Star Wars did really, really well.
Too bad Johnson is a complete idiot and he wouldn’t see the aliens even with the sunglasses on.
Pussycat Dome!
Hmm at this tweet below. I wonder what the difference is between Amanda Knox and Central Park 5. On this he is not that out of touch, because so many in US can only see injustice if the victim is white.
Mein Kampf
The CATO Institute: Where Angry and Socially Awkward Nerds Live Out Futuristic Vampire Fantasies as Modern Day Grendels.
Larraín’s film, shot in spare 16-mm
I’m here for some 16-mm action.
It’s monkeys and shakespeare. A team of “professionals” is good, and their output hits more often than an amature.
Who’s the arbiter of what’s entertaining?
No, the point of a movie is to communicate ideas, same as all art.
“modern-feminist temple of Fury Road” so you’re saying that you let your MRA impulses ruin a perfectly great action film for you?
Because quality and consensus are two different things.
Most film buffs I’ve ever known would shudder at the idea of defending a film they don’t care for, because if you love movies, they mean something to you.
Or, and this may be crazy, they just liked these movies. Shocking I know, that a group of people may like something you didn’t, or have different arbiters of quality.
People who say “you don’t get it” are ass holes, but I actually really like the tree of life. The issue is the value of watching movies varies from person to person. You get what you give, and you have to give a lot to get any enjoyment from a movie like that. It’s visual poetry, and most people fucking hate poetry…
Yes, heaven forfend people to stories and art about romances between fictional characters. Surely humanity has never done that before.