“I see me as a child. I see my brother. True. Kind. He died when he was 19.”

Within the bounds of Malick’s masterpiece the importance of logic fades into a free-flowing canvas of pure emotion and experience. A boy’s life, his mother, his father, his brothers. I see Jack and I see myself, pulled between the same two worlds of my father’s emotionally cold nature and my mother’s careful grace. 

To see Jack grown is so scary. It feels…

I’m more interested in why people enjoy these movies more than these movies themselves. I feel like other horror movies just aren’t as gruesome, and the entropy of how people die in these movies is thrilling. I honestly love love love the concept of death as an antagonist: battling against one’s environment. I just think everything about this franchise comes off as so cheap. Like, the opening of this movie looks goddamn awful. So fake, so pitifully unreal…and not in…

3.75 star kind of film for me. Simultaneously my worst fears about this that I heard from early reviews were true, not true, and exaggerated. It’s big, has a water sequence that genuinely rivals James Cameron’s career, and absolutely fucking nails this somber, apocalyptic tone. It has some of McQ’s most interesting filmmaking yet; there’s a particular scene involving EYES early in the film that is visually striking and chilling. The action, the suspense, the set pieces…some of the best…

Read somewhere online that this, number 3, and Dead Reckoning are the three movies to watch before Final Reckoning. Unfortunately, J.J. Abrams directed the third one and so it’s impossibly mid despite PHILLIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN the GOAT starring in it, so I’m opting for 2/3 of those rewatches. 

Opinions haven’t reallllly changed on this one. I like it! The opening is still excellent and I think if I feel any different about anything it’s that I have even more love…