Brett & JB

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Favorite films

  • Stalker
  • Close-Up
  • Cinema Paradiso
  • Blow Out

Recent activity

  • Mind, Body & Soul


  • Matchstick Men


  • The Killer


  • Damien: Omen II


Recent reviews

  • Mind, Body & Soul

    Mind, Body & Soul


    Immensely silly and stilted. Ginger Lynn Allen accidentally gets caught in a satanic cult raid. Luckily, Wings Hauser plays a defense attorney who’s also been afflicted by satanic cults recently.

    She types on his high-tech computer, he plays cursed seashell games, meanwhile Sloane slips between genres without really committing to anything except showing his actresses’ breasts—as if they’re the perky catalysts for all his creative thinking.

  • Matchstick Men

    Matchstick Men


    JB’s review: 7/10
    “Good plot, wouldn’t have guessed the ending.”

    An early Crazy Cage performance in a role that makes sense. I don’t know about accuracy, but there’s a fun unpredictability to it and the film’s visual portrayal of his OCD (NOT in the medical disorder itself). There’s good chemistry between him, Rockwell, and Lohman.

    That’s what makes this work more than the actual conning and late-game twist. A competent departure for Scott I guess but not necessarily a brand new side since he’s always been a polyglot with genre.

Popular reviews

  • The Killer

    The Killer


    JB’s review: 5/10
    “Too much narration, although the fight was pretty good.”

    Let me set aside the awful voiceover narration that, as a bunch of vaguely Nietzschian, cringey edgelord musings paraded as manic intellect, actively ruins this movie for me.

    The fight scene is awesome, one of Fincher's best staged scenes in general. (How involved is he in fight choreography though?)

    Methodically repetitive and unfeeling by nature, this just feels like a severely unexciting choice for one of the few…

  • Crimes of the Future

    Crimes of the Future


    This is something else, even for Cronenberg. Meditative and melancholy with a dark dose of kitsch, story takes a backseat to a weird array of characters discussing Cronenberg’s typical obsessions.

    But even with a danger of coming across too directly, beneath the skin Cronenberg examines himself through Tenser; afraid of the evolution of modern horror, the film regresses, mixing devolving technology with new bodies. (The title is the same as one of his earliest films after all.)

    Crimes of the…