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I know what you mean about a movie standing on it's own, while people just lambast it for not being any good and accuse you of just not getting it. Look into the movie Ink. I thought it was brilliant.. loads of people said it was shite. But for an indie flick, it stood apart and on it's own. a unique meander into someones mind story that came across as a surreal imperfect, perfection, in my mind. I read that as appalling.. lol, appealing. I think it resonates with more the softer heart.. but that could be the valium talking. I LIKE PEANUT BUTTER. that's all I read.. sorry. It was the cat, wasn't it.. the cat... Oo Lol she apparently does good asmr. and that turns me off even looking at asmr... never compare anything to cardi b. please. *shudders* It's a terrible movie, and you watched it twice? It was ok. not the feminist cliche I was led to believe. It stood on it's own, imo. I enjoyed it, first run.. and I'm not delving into the genre. Just as a movie. 6.5 out of 10. Would watch again on a balmy sunday night, on the telly. I wanted that butterfly so much.. the movie enticed it, crawled at it, but I was left with a sticky goo on a bereft leaf... weird allusion, to be sure Oo But I did so want this to be a start. It felt tepid in it's finality. It didn't have that umpf, it was like the ending to stargate atlantis, you wanted to know, realise, witness, more... but were left hanging. I don't want to start reading comics to get that fulfillment after the fact.. I wanted that to hit me right in the feelers, right there, and then allow me to peruse those things, in leasure, not be left wanting to have to fulfil those things at random. Just a movie watcher, me.. not a fan of the franchise, per se.. simple satiation, required. not instructions to go back to beyond.. :) still, it was a good performance by phoenix. That I can say. :) This, this is something I feel compelled to agree with. Absolutely. Oh they missed the boat by doing what they did, as they did. He was trapped by the fatality of his own script, where there could have been an immaculate release, given the right writing... It was a flower, pretty to witness, but.. no aroma.. not really. not outstanding at least. it was just a garden waiting to have that one thing stand out.. which it never did, alas. Perhaps I need to do this.. I did it a number of times with Chopper (And I love that movie, same with Bronson for doing that) and perhaps need to get the nuances more. I admit, there was a lot to Phoenix portrayal. :) ^ This ! Exactly how I felt. You said it in 5 lines. A good movie, one I will remember, but not a standing ovation. Cheers! You put it rather succinctly, really. There was all of this, but as a standalone movie, I still expected more, but really, it is just that. I guess, personally, in my going in to the movie, I wanted to see more of the way he became who we know he was. We didn't, but we did indeed get some - we didn't get the madness we wanted to witness. We didn't get the 'Joker' we know.. We got the bereft vague beginnings, the bare understanding of what he was. To facilitate it we'd need a sequel, but... then we'd ruin this story. we would take away what we did feel. They should have included just a little more, not as an addendum but as a part of the telling. it tried to do this just with it's being, but it fell short, and all of it could have been put together. I still liked the movie, but it still leaves me wanting that little bit more, you know?? It's the Joker, after all.. We had blaine explained to us in an entire Batman movie, in detail, but as a sub plot. and as much as I love Tom Hardy, Phoenix could have been so much better, especially with this entire movie.. He had this tale in his grasp, only to be tickled with a tale so taken from him for worry, I guess, in this modern climate. Yeah but this meandered along slowly, and ultimately, unfulfilling. I was looking so damn forward to this, and now it feels like I just woke up from a dream on a lazy balmy sunday with the pedestal fan wistfully turning stagnant air into an oscillating breeze. And .. there is only fresh memory of the saturday before, that I want to remember, and the sad, obnoxiously stale notion of monday, to look forward to. melancholy and depression set in, and within a moment, I decide... "screw it, I'm chucking a sickie.." and get blind drunk watching reruns of stargate atlantis and eating a half cooked marinated steak that I forgot I prepared earlier, and refuse to submit to defeat. So... clickbait.. nice boobs in the thumbnail, but nah it's really an ugly hairy butt... If so, that's piss weak... was waiting the entire movie for that scene. That's some bad clickbait if that's what they did.... He literally died the day this came out. As did all of our dreams of an epic BB movie :( Whew, xanax taken.. there is simply no need for sarcasism in 2019. *jazz hands* Jesus christ, get a life. We would all do well to forget Ken Park was a movie. James made his bones in further things. I prefer to think of that. It's a comedy. Enjoy the quirks. :) Has to be, I mean, there is just too much going on for it not to be. Well, a horror comedy. The best kind. It's the evil dead meets IT.. you don't question these things. You wonder at the way they were crafted. haha Ahh Cheers for that, I didn't even think about gateworld. Too used to how IMdB used to work, where people would go on and on for ages :) Thanks mate!! In Nomine You et al !! ;)