I'm not gonna slice your neck for a pack of smokes. I'm done with that life.

Not great, but not unusually bad either. Indie comic adaptations tend to be pretty rough more often than not and I don't know exactly why. The source material is often great* but as soon as they swap cartoon for character actor, it loses something. Maybe drawings can get away with being more of an asshole than flesh and blood? Idk, but this just did…

Here because of the banging poster.

It's hard to grade micro-budget short films because the constraints often define the work. These films are showcases of doing a lot with almost nothing. There are some solid technical accomplishments here - moody ambiance, nice light gels - but I found several elements a bit aggravating. It's tough to say whether those were intentional creative choices or simply things that were never feasible in the first place. So maybe the only thing really…

Rats and roaches live by competition under the laws of supply and demand; it is the privilege of human beings to live under the laws of justice and mercy
- Wendell Berry

No fat on the script with nearly every line setting up a payoff or motivation somewhere else in the film. Perfectly characterized by a perfect ensemble and the way these shots were lit and framed were at times breathtaking. I still can't get over the dolly in and…