have you ever seen a movie without a single well-delivered line of dialogue? no? here’s heathers. and then you accept it as kitsch and camp, and then it gets metal as fuck, and you like it. a couple of its throwaways were the funniest parts of the movie to me.* absolutely did not give you enough breath or space to appreciate its most tense scenes** and the aforementioned humor. we ball

*see: JD lighting his cig off veronica’s burnt palm
**see: the last act

don’t watch this movie in a crowded theater, i watched next to somebody who would not stfu. i recommend SILENCE and DARKNESS for this one. that said:

1) “pearl” levels of first date movie
2) laughed when the credits rolled, psychoanalyze whatever you like out of that
3) inde navarrette’s performance cannot be overstated
4) i felt genuinely revulsed by this movie at three separate points
5) phenom blocking
6) phenom color grading
7) phenom editing
8) only a couple cheap tricks…
9) on second thought i don’t need that crush anyway

So in the scene where cameron and michael tell patrick they’re going to help him out, patrick seems like he’s in a metalsmithing class, which he is — he’s torching a metal rod. but if you look closer a few seconds later in the scene you can actually see that he’s working on a stained glass piece. Take from that what you will

forgot how genuinely funny this movie could be + gene wilder steals the show + the kid actors are underappreciated for how well they acted insufferable