Me, trying to breastfeed a rock: "What?"
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Meanwhile, back on earth: *intercom* "All those who gave Project Hail Mary less than 4 stars on Letterboxd please step forward. You will now be harvested for your nutrients.
The far more deserving members of our society need your sustenance to survive. No, you cannot change it now. Yes, we already know who you are, and yes it was a test.
You failed to register for requisite human and inter-species empathy."
*sleep dart to the face*.
There's a quiet confidence to the pace of the actors dialogue, the editing, that keeps an otherwise trifle of a story from ever feeling cloying. The characters come off as lived in, even when their dialogue verges on cutsie, you just kinda go with it due to the Jared Hess-ian deadpan. Never as inventive as a Napoleon Dynamite, or a Nacho Libre, but for a film that appears to have been shot in less than a week, I'd say its…
This was hard to watch. The sweatiest most divorced guy energy a movie ever had. I refuse to believe this script was written after 1998....it reeks like moldy cold cuts. Like an incredibly tone deaf and unappealing try-hard Fargo rip off. My condolences to all involved.
What can I say I laughed a lot and I fuckin hate nazis.
