Generation 'If you could quote this movie on command you knew comedy. Were close friends with comedy. Were dating comedy - I swear she's real you guys, she's my old girlfriend from Oklahoma, she was gonna fly out here for the dance but she couldn't because she's doing some modeling right now.'
For everything that it is: brilliant. Launched a genre of a dozen or so 'hag horror' films as the Golden Age of Hollywood came to a close and the studio system died.
As a schlocky drive-in type movie? Entertaining as hell. Claustrophobic horror premise? Brilliantly tense. Commentary about the disposability of female actors in Hollywood, both in the studio system and ongoing, and how women are forced into competition with each other? Marvelous. Refracted through the meta lense of its…
Was into the opening scene, then they lost me somewhere in the next 10 minutes. I'm a fan of The Hitman's Bodyguard, though I think the second act goes on for a bit too long and the movie starts to drag and feel repetitive. I actually had the opposite problem with Hitman's Wife's, where there was so much going on everything started to feel aimless. A new character or plot line seemed to be introduced every few scenes, to the…
Props to this movie for Pavlov's dogging me to being on the verge of tears everytime I hear "Stand By Me" by Ben E. King.
Props to this movie for being the only movie that I can think of with Labor Day as a plot device.
Props to this movie for not treating emotionality or vulnerability in young people (specifically adolescent boys) as a punchline or running gag, nor as a device of unbearable melodrama, but for what it is:…
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This is my last resort
I'm not gonna lie: I was not on board for the first half or so, and I actually considered walking out during the **SPOILER** tent scene with Alex Wolff and Eliza Scanlen because I felt so gross. **End Spoiler** I decided to stick around because of the reason I made a point to see this in theaters: Gael García Bernal and the fact that my brain turns into the…