The ‘90’s fixation on made up goofy digital espionage and internet theatrics really gave us Tom Cruise breaking into CIA headquarters and thanks to DePalma it’s still one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
The ‘90’s fixation on made up goofy digital espionage and internet theatrics really gave us Tom Cruise breaking into CIA headquarters and thanks to DePalma it’s still one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
“You think god will forgive us?”
“….No.”
Action that speaks just as loud as words. How much kindness and empathy can change a man. Or push him to tap into the worst of himself to save the best in others.
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Inde Navarrette is magnificent in this.
One insecure and pathetic, selfish, entitled little bitch of a man gets his wish, negates and entitles himself to a woman’s bodily autonomy, and makes it literally everyone’s problem when it doesn’t work out the way he wants. Three dead, one wounded and deeply traumatized. Go fuck yourself, Bear.
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A certifiably high watermark of existential Men in Rooms cinema. It has never been more profound or necessary that a director as often sterile and analytical in his scope and style as Nolan not only finally approached a more typified (hah) biopic on such a singularly complicated subject, but structured the events in Oppenheimer’s life as it gives way around the pervasively blinding cacophonies, incipient silences and imminent roars of the atom bomb itself. Inherently bleak and sorrowful in its…
Wow, the Kristen Stewart truthers were so right. I’m sorry I doubted for so long. Sexy, grotesque economy class Nicolas Refn and I mean that as a high compliment. I don’t even know what to properly say yet but this was SO SO made for me. I could swim in this.