Writer, artist, and wannabe media analyst.
Ratings are fun, but overrated, so I avoid them unless a movie feels PAINFULLY underrated.
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I have a headache from the editing, and enough adrenaline to hop several fences. This film is definitely a rollercoaster: exhilarating, over-the-top, and dizzying. It’s self-aware enough to point at troubling traits, but sets those aside in order to have some messy, brutal fun in which no one dies but everyone is going for the kill—bike ladies and priests included.
This is my second Cornetto after Shaun of the Dead, and I was ready to chuck Nicholas and Danny’s relationship in the “doomed yaoi” container till he came back. Fortunately, they lived to drift another day.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Speed Racer got his driving skills from his mom! 🗣️
There’s a lot being said here about the fear of retribution being the only thing keepin us in line, and the deeper you dig yourself, the more you realize how easy it is to just take what you want. It’s intoxicating, feeling like you can outrun the world.
They never did get caught.
In Ten Years with Hayao Miyazaki, he begins the work day by driving around with a camcorder affixed to his car, recording anything that could spark an idea. When he's done, he removes the camera, cradling it like a gift. It is his first smile of the morning.
There comes a time as an artist when you're incapable of living life without trying to transform and share it--because if you've spent your whole life making things, you can't stop (say…