On the up side that's the year's worst movie out of the way, it can only get better from here because it would be difficult to get much shitter. On the down side, I sat through this anal gout. Thanks Eli Roth. You prick.
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
Two frightfully English girls are cycling through rural France when suddenly they have an argument and one of them disappears. The other must then amble about a series of locations, at a pace that accurately reflects life in rural France, gathering together a series of likely kidnapping suspects until the culprit finally gives the game away by touching her bum.
Sunday, 23 March 2014
The usual crazed plotting of Giallo swamped in frequent sudden surges of sumptuous imagery, usually revolving around leather gloves 'n' razor blades, which pushes the whole affair into fever-dream extremes.
Saturday, 22 March 2014
Sunday, 16 March 2014
Sunday, 9 March 2014
There's an endless list of enjoyments to be had from Miyazaki's epic masterpiece. This time round, though, my favourite thing was watching the eleven year old's face crumple with bafflement at all the moral ambiguity being flung about.