Viewed: 14 Mar 2021
Directed by: Joe Carnahan
Listed in: Movies, hulu
It could better, but honestly the better version of this already exists and it’s called Live, Die, Repeat. The Edge of Tomorrow. This doesn’t have to be better, because the movie is called Boss Level, and it’s stupid, and it moves at an exciting clip, and the action is pretty good, and it made me smile.
Once it gets to the Moon, the location and character design are unexpectedly Imaginative. It’s certainly something to look at. It was not that bad. Mostly good.
The Gal Who Got Rattled and the titular Ballad of Buster Scruggs are the highlights. Brendan Gleeson singing The Unfortunate Lad will stick with me until the end of time.
It's a novel mashup, Amélie falling in love with Creature from the Black Lagoon. far more whimsical and lighter than expected. And horny.
Fine, until the bullshit unacceptable ending. It's garbage and it should be forgotten about. I am sorry to have watched it.
Viewed: 26 Feb 2021
Directed by: Chloé Zhao
Listed in: Movies, hulu
Easy to watch, extraordinarily naturalistic. It feels like a documentary on the van life Francis McDormand now lives after reduced demand for drywall. Big wide open Great Basin countryside, with the foray into an Amazon warehouse, or kitchen at Wall Drugs, or dead town. Swankie and Linda May are great at playing a version of themselves. America the beautiful.
Chris Morris's shaky cam jihadist comedy. It hits some of the right notes but overall it’s a chore. Mostly it's not funny enough. Maybe you need to be British.
Upon rewatch it remains as intense and gut wrenching. So much tension built up from empty houses on quiet summer days. A masterpiece of economical film making. A truly terrible story, Dwight really is weak.
It traffics in the same rural poverty and violent revenge, but it loses the thread that sustains Saulnier's previous films. The police massacre, while very well made, is the turn for the worst. The scale of the violence is incredible. And I'm suppose to believe a police chief finds two of his officers executed, and then half of his police force killed in the shootout and that night he invites an outsider over for dinner and a chat about fatherhood? My belief was not suspended, though it was entertaining enough.
A tedious blood-splattered play. The performances are great. And the Marconi score does not sound like a Tarantino's previous films. Overly long and expressly provoking, a bit too many self-indulgences.
