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The last sequence felt a little preachy to me, but the rest of it is brilliant. It’s unapologetically over the top; leave it to French film to come up with a mockumentary about a serial …
Oh my God, where to begin. Let’s start with gay bars of the early eighties, in which apparently a gi-gan-tic soup-strainer ‘stache was required for entry. Which is awesome. And actually, the movie’s whole approach …
I love Holofcener’s Walking & Talking so much; this movie, not as much. It’s good, but slight: Blethyn’s character felt underdeveloped; certain tangents that looked interesting weren’t followed up; it seemed like a series of …
It takes a while to get going, and then all of a sudden, it’s sort of…over. I watched a similar documentary about how Heaven’s Gate went off the rails, and when I compare the two, …
Okay, let’s start with the title card: “The Lord’s of Flatbush.” ACK! So, there’s that. There’s also the faux-fties music, which is so cheesy and wedding-band bad, and I don’t get it — you paid …
It took us a while to get into it and start piecing together what’s going on; the background of the Hoskins character still isn’t clear, at least to me, and the accents gave us some …
It is, do not kid yourself, right up on that line where “quirky” becomes “shticky,” but the acting saves it.Every member of the cast is utterly lovable and familiar, and there isn’t a false acting …
It’s not bad, but it felt like a lot got glossed over, like they had to rush to fit everything in, and all of a sudden he’s dead and it’s like, whoa, how’d we get …
If I ever have to get a divorce from Sam Rockwell, Robbie Robertson is my next husband. Oh, shut up. He had really good rock and roll hair, okay? Plus, if he can play that …
I watched the bulk of it weeks ago, but then my TiVo spazzed and cut off the last ten minutes, so I had to order it in from Netflix, and as I suspected, I didn’t …