At an appropriate time, I would very much be into another limited series adaptation, preferably on HBO. If it’s on Netflix I will commit arson.
I’ve been eager to revisit this after Killers of the Flower Moon. Being only a few minutes longer, it’s interesting to see how Marty utilizes each film’s length and to what purpose.
Killers spends every available minute immersing you into a time and place that’s been both overlooked and underserved before now, using its final minutes to reckon with its own role in the tragedy-to-entertainment cycle. Irishman puts a character’s glory days and shopping of their own casket 50 years later…
Bigger, longer, deeper, meaner. As all sequels should be. Every time I watch this I’m blown away at how perfect it is, and how every choice made was the right one.
After watching this, part of me always wants to immediately run it back for round two.
Took my time with this one to give it a chance to really stick the emotional landing.
It did!
You bow to no one.
Good stuff. Can’t even imagine the kind of sobbing that happened in the theater back in ‘03.
As powerful as the first time I saw it many years ago on a dark and stormy night.
As X said, we can pick apart the who and the what all we like, but 60 years on now, the argument really can’t be made that the “why” that Oliver Stone ended up at wasn’t dead on.
The Presidency is a transitory role, acquiesced completely to military might, and sadly every President since Jack has fully bought into the mania. And…
Hundreds if not thousands of dorks that were under the age of 16 (myself included) when The Dark Knight came out are vindicated in their obsession.
Incredible movie, Ludwig Göransson is a god among men.
Extended Edition
The sexual undertones between Frodo and Sam graduate to overtones in this one.
Such an incredible opening sequence, though the big G's return doesn't make much sense tbh. I tried reading a wiki page to try and understand the subject, but alas, I am too dumb.
Helm's Deep stressed me out as well. And I loved Gollum's little fish song! How they could make me care about that little ghoul is a feat in and of itself.
Extended Edition
I decided to address my disconnect with The Lord of the Rings once and for all by watching the definitive versions of the story in the only way my smooth brain can process: by watching it like a miniseries.
Over the course of the week, I watched this in 1:15ish increments, and I can confirm that helped me understand what was going on and who everyone was.
My memories of the theatrical cut are hazy to say the…
Might not ever get over that Falcone reveal and how clunky and lame it is in a movie that is otherwise perfect.
Part II soon, please!
I think the key moment to this story is when Michael lights Enzo’s cigarette for him outside of the hospital, and he looks down at his hands to see that they’re steady.
Fucking amazing.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Really thought this would finally pop for me on rewatch, it didn’t.
There’s so much clunky exposition, the filmmaking is uncharacteristically sloppy for Nolan (8 minutes from day to night? Gotham making no continuital sense, the letter in the coat, cops hair/clothing staying the same, John Blake, oy) and despite the overarching theme of wealth disparity feeling like it would fit in perfectly with a blended Dark Knight Returns/No Man’s Land/Knightfall storyline, the ingredients just don’t mix. Maybe take one…
Fincher makes this shit look easy.
From the North to the South, Ebudæ unto Khartoum
From the deep Sea of Clouds to the Island of the Moon
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen
We can sail, we can sail with the Orinoco Flow
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)
We can steer, we can near
With Rob Dickins at the wheel
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependency
We can sail, we can sail
(Sail away, sail away, sail away)