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What a letdown. This time, the blame lies squarely on the script and direction. I felt like the creators were mocking me. In the midst of an intense battle, suddenly, some sort of Sabbath broke out and everything fell silent, and I witnessed a profoundly melodramatic scene that left me reeling. To add insult to injury, in that split second, not only did the attack abruptly end, but the unruly crowd vanished without a trace. It was a failure on the part of both scriptwriting and direction.

Despite the slow pace, the atmosphere was masterfully crafted. I was on edge the whole time, waiting for something important to happen in the very next moment. However, the story just kept rustling along, promising something grand, only to fizzle out in the end. It felt like a bit of trickery on the creators' part. / Lesson learned: Life's not fair; a thriller set in Australia, and not a kangaroo in sight.

Not exactly a masterpiece of cinema. From what I've gathered, Swedes drink a lot at Christmas, and yes, they their families, just like any other nation, include a very cuddly uncle. Initially, I thought this could offer an intriguing narrative, but alas, the unforgiving passage of time had left its mark. And no, it wasn't the picture or sound quality that bothered me; it was the naively written story that simply didn't hold up in today's context. I found myself quite annoyed by how conveniently everything fell into place at just the right moment, as if the cogs of a rather weak script were being forced together to propel the plot forward in a contrived, often illogical manner, some scenes even bordering on the comical and bizarre. / Lesson learned: A detective story should be at least a little suspenseful.

Although I've never been to Lapland, those breathtaking shots of Nordic landscapes made it feel like I was there. Yet, while the visuals were captivating, the story failed to match up. Based on what I read on Netflix, I anticipated an intriguing narrative, but instead, I was met with a sluggishly-paced Nordic drama, and Lapps confronting injustice as aggressively as Mahatma Gandhi with an air of true Nordic melancholy. For someone like me, expecting a different cinematic experience, it was quite disappointing. / Lesson learned: Meddle with someone else's reindeer, and you might find yourself facing the consequences twenty years down the line.

A well-made, intimate film that reminded me of Ryba ve čtyřech, with the performances leaning more towards a theatrical vibe. I wouldn't be surprised if it originated from a play; it had that kind of feel. But that's not a complaint; I quite enjoyed it, even though I pegged the killer right away, and surprisingly, it wasn't the gardener! If I had to pinpoint what I liked most about the film, it would definitely be the ever-growing sense of paranoia. / Lesson learned: Careful about what you drink. It's a universal rule that has always applied and still applies.

Jimmy Carr is a prime example (even though partly Irish) that good old English humor isn't completely gone, it still has a pulse. It was a solid hour without a hint of political correctness. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and laughed all the way through. I'd been eagerly anticipating this special since Netflix notified me about it, and I dove right in. Jimmy Carr returned in fantastic form, undoubtedly managing to offend a wide spectrum of the perpetually offended, who then unleash a torrent of hateful hashtags. Amidst the laughs, I listened closely and caught some genuinely interesting thoughts. I'd wholeheartedly recommend this show to all mothers with a sense of humor; they'll undoubtedly get their money's worth (unlike those humorless fathers out there). As for me, I had a blast. / Lesson learned: When you take the plunge and attend a stand-up comedian's performance, try not to stand out too much and limit your vocal expressions to the minimum. Just a bit of advice.

Well, it was a romantic comedy, so if anyone expected a plot that would challenge their intellect or offer a surprising twist, they might have misunderstood the genre. I got exactly what I signed up for: a predictable, sometimes cute, often clichéd story that didn't exactly sweep me off my feet but didn't leave me cringing either. The main heroine was quite likable, and it was a surprise to learn she wasn't actually an actress (explains the singing!). The main hero, on the other hand, fit the neglected and worn-out role just right. Despite the story being somewhat weak and bordering on silly, I found myself not minding spending an hour and a half with it. That's probably why I'm giving it three stars. / Lesson learned: Got noisy neighbors? Invest in some soundproofing.

Today I decided to check out Neal Brennan's special from two years ago and it was quite the ride. Brennan had me laughing out loud, especially with bits like the anniversary shootout between the NRA and the US Army. But then, there were moments when the humor took a backseat. The mood shifted, the atmosphere grew heavy, and I realized that Bill Burr isn't the only comedian with a less-than-ideal childhood. Listening to Brennan, along with Burr and Taylor Tomlinson, talk about their childhood, it dawned on me that comedians are often more damaged than we might think. Stand-up seems to serve as a sort of therapy for them, and without their troubled pasts, they might not have the ability to make people laugh the way they do. / Lesson learned: Keith is probably going to be Keith is likely to be a bit of a grump.

I wasn't entirely sure what to expect from this special as I was unfamiliar with Neal Brennan's work, so I went in with an open mind. I found myself thoroughly entertained. Neal Brennan's humor was subtle yet effective, and the entire performance exuded calm and comfort. His witty observations managed to tickle my funny bone in just the right way. While I didn't find myself in fits of laughter throughout, I genuinely enjoyed the experience. / Lesson learned: "Trying to make a woman have an orgasm is like ordering an Uber," I haven't heard that one before:-D

Aubrey Plaza is among my favorite actresses, and her performance in this film did not disappoint. However, I found myself somewhat let down by the screenplay, which lacked depth and consistency. At times, it seemed to veer away from the genre, only to circle back without much cohesion. My main issue, though, lay with the overall tone. While I didn't dislike Emily as a character, I couldn't fully get behind her actions. She crossed moral boundaries repeatedly, showing no qualms about theft, deceit, or even potential violence. Sure, she was a woman, so what? Should I root for her because she was in debt and because her being convicted of a violent crime prevented her from getting a better job? Talk about double standards. /Lesson learned: Slopes can be slippery.