I hated Wristcutters: A Love Story
I found it boring, meandering and contrived, and absolutely loathed every single character. I don’t even care if Tom Waits is in it for like 10 minutes - it’s a story about whiny white kids who kill themselves to totally piss off their parents and end up in this ironic limbo-zone where they can go on road trips and fall in love with eachother. Barf. Not sorry.
roboticdinos asked: Hey there! Saw your ending comment on your Inferno posting. I actually graduated undergrad with a cinema studies degree and I'm looking into grad schools in Chicago (p.s. I live in Chicago). But it's so hard to find out what I want to do with a masters in screen cultures. Other than write books about what I love all day, which I'm not opposed to. Any way, so nice to see a fellow...
onesentencefilmreviews asked: Love your commentary on the Bechdel Test. Recently introduced it to my family, and they're constantly shocked at how few films meet the simple criteria. I still like the Test, because of it's simplistic nature, it really shows how inherently sexist Hollywood is. Though, I do believe an Advanced Bechdel Test would be nice. For example, watching Dodgeball today (which I have reviewed!) I...
POP: The Bechdel Test was a surprise stepping... →
Reblogging myself again because I still find this to be true, and a very valid argument. filmme-fatale: (a response): filmme-fatale: It’s about time we held female characters to a higher standard and argue against the Bechdel Test as still setting the bar (because, tragically, it is!). Hollywood will continue to sneer at feminist filmgoers and say films like Twilight are worth a watch...
Which one of you did it?! Which one of you killed my dog?! You don’t know...– Neighbor grieving over her strangled dog in Rear Window (1954), dir. by Alfred Hitchcock