not that big on cinema tbh
more into laura branigan
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
"A woman's work is never done."
I prefer to meet with Jessica in a daze, when my lids are heavy, the sun is just waning, and I'm half asleep and not quite there, and its mysteries coil inward with my mind-state. But even when apprehended with clear eyes, in the sense of a study, which it absolutely should be in film schools, it's very self-evident why this is cult and significant. It's only incommunicable as horror if horror is compartmentalized…
My Book of Saw
God-complex game-night reject trolley-problems commandment-dodgers to enable NIИ-nerd’s fish fetish.
20mg of diazepam for the editor please nurse.
More like sore loser amirite.
Johnny Jigsaw is like the bully in the playground who makes you slap yrself with yr own hand and says "stop hitting yrself." Although executed like a spec assignment, Saw the 1st is a clever-ish and engaging spin on the over-enthused puzzler-killer motif. The entire premise by this point of…
Phenomena upon phenomena upon phenomena.
Where are we even at with media?
What night-time lost highway are we on?
What year is this?
Who would even know how to write this up? The linguistic gymnastics it would require to detail the specific machinations of drama on display here are well out of my reach. Why even bother with a synopsis – a dutiful major is assigned to the hangover of Project Blue Book and unearths the mysteries of the evil…
Fat on lolly-bags of post-structuralist conceit, the way-past-expiry custodian of cinema's rotting pig gunpoint-coerces witness to the starbucks-wisdom of his begrudging failure to elicit connective universality through his measly particular of culture geek-outs and gender balletics whilst paying no heed to the 'game's up, chuck' soliloquys of his topological cartoon ego-projections, verminizing the audience by leading them through the permafrost mud of quarantine with daisy chains of signifiers and signifieds only to force-feed them their own exhausted shrivelled faces in…