The story of my life has always been a story of movies. As far back as I can remember I’ve been watching them, to the degree that many of my earliest memories involve movies. My first obsession came from even before that, though — when I was just 2 and a half years old, I begged my family to take me to Cars at least once a week. I’ve been told I saw Cars over a dozen times during its…
TW//self-harm, attempted suicide
There's a group of four scars on my right leg. I've cut myself all over my body, but those four are the deepest, and those are the ones that aren't leaving.
I think it was in seventh grade I realized something was wrong. There was a feeling that everything was falling apart even though nothing was. It was always lurking in the back of my mind, but that year it lept out at me and suddenly everything…
41/100(was a 27/100)
Complicated! So much so that I’m not even sure how I feel about it as of now, so I’ll apologize in advance for this review as it’s going to be used as a piece of internal discourse to work through as many of my feelings on this as possible.
The first thing that comes to mind for me is the visuals, which is in itself something I’m unable to make heads or tails of. From a compositional…
Provides credence to my belief that the Pirates of the Caribbean movies are the only movies to effectively balance an action-climax with 3+ concurrent threads as everything involving Frodo here is boring as fuck, no matter how cute a couple he makes with Sam. Still great tho and probably still my favorite from the series, Helm’s Deep is probably the best battle scene ever put to the screen. I’ll be back in a week with full thoughts on the trilogy after I’ve seen the third again.
Shit, not that I expected anything else. Credit where it's due, the chemistry between the leads is solid, and they all obviously want to be there which sporadically manages to overcome the godawful screenplay. I avoid Marvel movies for a reason, and this is a pretty good summary of all the reasons I avoid them. The most obviously damning piece here is the utter lack of identity that's become so prevalent as of late -- it's an unending stream…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Fucking trainwreck lmao. Horribly misguided in pretty much every way imaginable so not sure where I'm even supposed to start, but I guess the easiest place is with how this approaches "living in the past". It's such an easy concept to address within the narrative confines -- all you gotta do is emphasize the value in the present through connections and passion while portraying the emptiness in the past -- yet the film misses the point by miles, instead…