Aidan
Sous les pavés, la plage!
If I had a million dollars I’d hire a Mr. Killick to mope around and mutter greavences under his breath all day.
If I had a million dollars I’d hire a Mr. Killick to mope around and mutter greavences under his breath all day.
Not even close to my favorite Scorsese but within three minutes it’s clear that he’s the best we’ll ever have and Thelma may be even better.
Sean Penn is: Tactical RFK Jr… Leo is serving doofus again. Regina Hall is breaking my damn heart with her eyes as big as globes. Benicio woke up from his Phoenician Scheme coma. Chase Infiniti is a star. Dijon is delightful. Johnny Greenwood is king.
A movie to meet the moment. And it makes Eddington (much as I loved it) look childish and snickering compared to this sincere revolutionary adventure.
The Baktan Cross escape sequence is a highlight of the year.…
The central thesis of Peter Weir’s first three films (and to some extent Gallipoli) is that the Australian national psyche is fundamentally broken by the contradictions between the land itself and the pseudo-English society they try to build on top of it.