I've never written a review, or really anything this personal before, but I believe this is the only way I can properly articulate my love and connection to this film. Since the end of 2016 I've been dealing with serious mental health issues, and in September I started seeing a therapist. I'd been experiencing heavy paranoia and have been unable to get past the loss of a close friend. Crippling depression and self destructive tendencies led me into a job…
I love The Raid movies, I love this action, I don't love this movie. I'm not sure how but this ended up being the least engaging narrative I've seen in a long time. The movie is basically sleeping between setpieces. I appreciated the absurd level of violence, especially the butcher's shop scene, but there's little to no reason to care about anything happens in this. A collosal waste of talent. What a bummer.
Endgame is what I expected Infinity War to be in a bad way. It feels like a rushed video game sequel that tries to tell a new story over assets from the original. I didn't find the central gimmick clever or entertaining beyond a basic enjoyment. Gone is the cosmic, colorful energy and epic scope of Infinity War. Instead we get to witness boring setpieces for a second time. Maybe it's just that I generally don't enjoy (minor spoilers) time…
If it weren't for David Lynch, I think John Carpenter would be my favorite director. The only thing better than seeing a great Carpenter film for the first time is watching it again a decade later. This movie is the closest he ever came to revisiting Halloween's formula and that's only one of the many reasons I adore Christine.
Is there a director that uses music better than Carpenter? On top of his haunting and iconic scores he uses licensed…