ALPS: 9/10
Yorgos Lanthimos follow-up to the demented Dogtooth doesn’t quite match the
weirdness of its predecessor, but it’s a memorable, original film that tackles
the subject of addiction in a way that’s fresh and unburdened with
brick-in-the-nose obviousness or sadness-porn manipulations.
COMPLIANCE: 10/10
LOL I TROLL YOU
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL: the Movie. Dramatization
of the prank call that descended into a Pavlovian BDSM meltdown. Just when you
think it’s gonna go all Phone Booth stupid,
with someone swooping in to save the day… you get a mouthful of cock and a fat
bitch on the kind of pathetic power trip only running a fast food joint can
grant you telling you to “stop talking.” Some of us love authority to the point
of naively sadistic dementia, and this film brilliantly illustrates that.
COSMOPOLIS: 8/10
Nice to see Cronenberg getting weird again. I like the novel,
but not that much (as Blake Butler says; “Don DeLio is Chuck Palahniuck with a
dictionary”), but the film was a cool little piece of anti-entertainment that looked pretty and sounded like a play
written by fever dreams and cock gagging. Or something.
JACK AND DIANE: 4/10
Pluh. This could’ve been so cool… an indie horror film about
lesbian teenagers with Quay Brothers animated sequences and the ever-present
threat of a burn-victim werewolf eating your guts in the middle of the night. What
starts out as All Over Me meets Ginger Snaps just turns into a tedious
mumblecore romance where the horror element gets reduced to told-symbolism
rather than a real threat, taking a back seat to the short-sighted naval gazing
of self-involved idiots. Fuck this bullshit. And Ketchup on sushi? Bitch you
gross.
KILLER JOE: 9/10
William Friedkin re-teams with BUG writer Tracey Letts for this southern fried date rape of a
film. Greasy comedy of murder perversions. Letts writes the best third acts
ever.
SILENT NIGHT: 6.5/10
Not a bad remake, but not particularly memorable either. dug the look of Santa. Some
decent acting, good cinematography, pretty mean spirited…just feels like it
ended before it began. still pretty gruesome. Nice little nods here and there to the original films
(GARBAGE DAY), but lacked the strong characters of the first film. No Mother
Superior, No Peace.
SLEEP TIGHT: 10/10
Cannot recommend this enough. Jaume Balaguero (REC 1&2,
some brilliant short films) crafts a merrily misanthropic thriller that serves
as a metaphor for people who go out of their way to make life as miserable as
possible. Life breaks you, and then you lament its passing. We’re fucking
pathetic. Existence is bondage.
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