Liam Neeson playing a man called Ra’s al Ghul is almost as funny as that interview where he does the racist Japanese accent.
Kinda lame; Gotham looks like nowhere in particular, the suit is dumb as hell, the whole premise is working-class Italians being made to have psychotic breakdowns so they can’t testify which feels like a missing season of The Wire, Scarecrow is way better as a supporting villain than he is a lead and Katie Holmes is a…
Like all British comedy this is nowhere near as funny as its acolytes think it is, but the script is eminently quotable and it’s fun to travel back to a time when Richard E. Grant wasn’t annoying. Just never really found myself enjoying it, really.
Crazy how a huge chunk of the normal people captured in this charming, mundane slither of a normal day in 1967 probably lived through the Holocaust.
It’s like a Lana Del Rey music video where they forget to add the music
Genuinely one of the worst films I’ve ever seen. Horrible, soulless filmmaking that we need to collectively reject.
I’ve found watching Pamela Anderson rolling out of bed and schlepping herself around any junket that’ll have her deeply sad. Her boomer sexual Puritanism was sort of endearing at first but when she patronised and belittled Mikey Madison for daring to look unfathomably hot (and knowing it!) in Anora I tapped out of trying to care.
The Last Showgirl is fucking awful.…
I enjoy these old-timey, “gee-whizz mista!” screwballs from a bit more of a distance than I’d like to, but if anything The Lady Eve proves that the rom-com is the only genre that’s gotten worse over time. It’s because there’s nothing more endearing than watching otherwise intelligent people rendered hapless by unbridled romance. The issue nowadays is that the average filmgoer just wants to forget how awful their life is so the characters’ intelligence has been lowered accordingly.
They just don’t make ‘em like they used to! etc.
Historically interesting and morally pretty repulsive, but it’s jarring how the film makes no attempt whatsoever to grapple with the global implications with the rise of the mega-behemoth we all know and love. It’s like it’s in some kind of vacuum.
Overcooked hodgepodge of references from the films of Jean-luc Godard, Raging Bull and Taxi Driver and a million videos for overplayed hip-hop and R&B videos.
Whoever did the subtitles for the version on BFI Player was obviously middle-aged so it all feels a bit “how do you do, fellow kids?” which obviously isn’t the film’s fault but I do wonder how much of the nuance is just obliterated by the language-barrier here.
The film itself obviously has a dreadful, incendiary topicality but the way it’s been repurposed by the cultural bourgeoisie into a kind of ‘chav safari’ is very cringe - sorry!
Growing up is realising that Sophie is a massive bitch and that Frances was right.
Yeah, it’s pretty fun. Never quite tops its opening, though and the ending is a little smug. My first Altman! Love how he bites the hand that feeds him,