Often at night I hear a crying sound coming out just below my nose
"What makes things funny? well...
If we knew the answer to that question, there'd be no need for this whole charade, would there? If you know what made things funny, you could stay at home, couldn't you? Making yourselves laugh.
Instead of paying a professional to do it for you."
One of the most succinct and lucid pieces of longform individual expression of the 2010s. Doing a 10 minute bit about millennials with his pants down is some of the best standup I've seen in years.
I'd take a bullet for Stewart Lee
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
class consciousness in the 2010s deserves a lucid and incisive critique of capital and the way it warps our minds, and this trite 'Us'-level allegory ain't it, fam.
more complete review forthcoming if i get more mad about how bad this was in the next few days
(a few days pass)
i think i've figured out why i didn't love this film. while it's good, and i'm glad it exists, it's not a particularly well done or well communicated allegory.…
(after having a week or so to think about this film -)
cloying, frustratingly vague and muddled. this film offers so little information to its audience and tries to lead us all down the garden path of simplistic duality metaphor bullshit, posturing itself as some kind of incisive political allegory though at no point bothering to adhere to its own internal logic, nor volunteering any specific mention of the structural factors it keeps so grandly gesturing towards, getting wrapped up…