"a world of light; she's gonna open our eyes up"
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it's as if thewlis is encased in barbed wire; his caustic, vicious drifter spouts constant razor-sharp cynicisms and sarcasms, and trades only in hate, pain, and suffering... yet his barbs stuck deep in my skin, hypnotising me. through all the fog, the unrelenting cloud of bleak despair, i couldn't free myself.
'naked' is inescapably brutal. it's painful, corrosive, and, at times, harrowing. and it's only made more so by its refusal to make johnny simply evil. he's a ticking time…
comfortably the second worst film i've ever seen in my life. (thanks, disaster movie - hell of a double bill.)
a similarly hateful, vile dumpster fire brimming with unbelievably offensive vitriol, and particularly racist and sexist in ways that airplane (41 years its senior) wouldn't have dreamt of. when you bring the utterly vapid, dire, shite cast / script / style / production into account, its place in the pantheon is truly cemented. an unfathomably, inarguably reprehensible film with precisely 0 merit.
oh, pulp fiction... it's just one of those films everyone watches when they start to think "yeah i like films" and see that it is so highly regarded. and in the 24 years since its release, it has been so consistently praised, analysed, rewatched and championed that there is nothing to say that everyone doesn't already know, and i won't even attempt to bother.
but goddamn, it is a pretty fucking good film.
this film ended up finding its way into my blu-ray player at just the right time. relatively early in the evening, in the middle of a rather gruelling week just when what i needed was an escape - and what better film for it than this. it makes me want to say "i don't know why i waited so long to watch this" even though i do know why.. the runtime. and the 18th century setting. but fuck that, this…