Can’t stand humbert. All that “poet” BS just covers up how manipulative he is. Mason plays him too well, makes me uncomfortable the whole time.

Al pacino literally carrying the whole damn movie. He’s frantic, pissed, making dumb calls on the spot, and it feels so real it’s uncomfortable. No smooth heist shit here just pure chaos and panic from start to finish. Stressful as hell but you can’t look away.

man this one feels different. way quieter than tarantino usual stuff, but the tension just sits there and messes with u. Samuel L Jackson is cold in it smooth talker but u know he’d fuck u over in a sec.

Creepy as hell without a single monster on screen. Bergman just messing with ur brain for 90 mins