Malarkey

You can basically expect anything from movies like 100 Bloody Acres. I was especially curious to see if I get some amusing non-PC fun; alas, it didn’t happen so I was watching a classic horror full of intentionally idiotic people who keep murdering each other in equally idiotic situations. So, a classic. I watched this for the Challenge Tour 2015.

Another of those pleasant German comedies from recent years, which are funny just enough to receive average rating. They neither offend you nor take your breath away; you have fun but don’t need to see them again. This particular one, however, has a bonus in the form of an unorthodox view of the consumerist society, which made me add one star to my rating.

Michel Cinema’s in love with cinematography and so he keeps narrating scenes from the most well-known but also the oldest movies ever made, each scene more beautiful than the next. This really makes you feel the love for cinema that each and every one of the characters in this movie have. I was just sorry that it was the only thing that kept the movie going, because the story itself was practically nonexistent and so the sad and melancholic Mr. Cinema keeps on reminiscing about one beautiful scene after another. All of that is mixed with his loose commentary and an unnecessary storyline of his little helper. But even despite that, I still believe that it’s something so incredible when it comes to French cinematography that it’s worth seeing. That’s also why I must thank the user playboxguest for allowing me to have such an experience thanks to her subtitles.

An excellent civil science fiction that looks like Saw at first glance, only to turn into a distinctive and very interesting thriller over time. It’s a shame that this thriller gets a brutal bashing from other movie genres in the last 20 minutes and turns into an apocalyptic sci-fi. Hats off for that idea! Although the whole movie feelsvery intimate, I must say that thesemere three actors support the intimacy with great performances, especially John Goodman and then Mary Elizabeth Winstead brings a certain beauty into it. Overall, I have to say that this is a very nice surprise and at the same time a very interesting combination of two completely different ideas.

As I watched, I thought the main character reminded me of something. And then I looked at the director’s filmography and everything became clear to me. Teddy Bear is something like an extended version of his short movie Dennis, which fascinated me back then. Well, I was just as intrigued by this film. Kim Kold plays a quiet, introverted good guy who has three times more muscles than I have fat on my belly. His performance is not bad, and the same goes for the story, which unfolds in a somewhat classic way, but you still keep hoping for a good ending. The Scandinavians are very good in these realistic life dramas, so I enjoyed this film to the maximum.

On one end, there are endless discussions with patiens, activists and professors on the topic of AIDS. On the other end, pointless gay scenes that took a lot of effort for me to handle. Don’t expect anything subtle here…

I was really looking forward a B-list action movie and that’s what I got, with everything that involves. Including a boring action hero, who I don’t want to say goodbye to yet based only on this movie. But he was pretty tragic in this one, but there used to be more of these wrestling heroes and where are they now.

I’m sort of thinking about the US history. It wasn’t very joyous. And then I think about ours. But I’ll return to the US history and I can only say that people were real bastards in the past. I’m not saying that they’re not bastards nowadays, but what happened on the US territory during its colonization is just unparalleled. The land bought by the blood of Native Americans and then subsequently African Americans that the white men have brought in… that’s not exactly something you can brag about nowadays. And a very interesting British director Steve McQueen introduced one such chapter into a story that made me sick throughout the entirety of the movie. I almost didn’t make it till the ending. And I believe I can take a whole deal when it comes to movies now. But I guess I can’t, I haven’t seen a movie this heavy in a long time. Some of the scenes reeked of absolute despair, loss and sadness from each day spent on a cotton field. But the director filmed it really well. I won’t ever get some of the scenes from my mind. And not only because there were insane things happening, but also because the director has purposely filmed them to be lengthy, sometimes even silent. The ending itself is all-telling. And those actors? I don’t need to take a long time to talk about them. They all left such an impression on me. Not only the main African American ones, but also those portraying secondary characters, who had a whole array of famous names.

The Canadians have never been too good with art. The music isn’t any good, except for a few exceptions. The movies aren’t any good, except for a few exceptions. And this movie certainly isn’t that exception. It was a drama that copied whatever it could and did it poorly.

While watching this movie, I remembered a plethora of stories of young, promising French guys, who, with joy, spraypaint on our historic buildings in Prague, and then the police have to scrape them off the roads in the middle of the St. Wenceslas square or they intentionally shove them so they would fall from the statue of St. Wenceslas.