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Watching this perennial favorite for the zillionth time last night, it suddenly struck me just how cartoony it really is, all giant insect sounds rhythmically interlaced with its meaty, ominous score and handshakes focused on bulging biceps gleaming with sweat. Then again, cartoon... or pornography? Somewhere in the middle, perhaps, getting right down to the action with the leanest and meanest of plot setups, bursting at the seams with the most gratuitous hypermasculinity of any '80s action blockbuster. It's G.I.…
A dot matrix printer shrieks like a digital siren call from a 21st century techno-crypt. Alice stumbles through this blasted land until she's swept up in the action, which suddenly becomes unceasingly frantic, the cuts slamming and rapid fire, the image a mainline of searing, rupturing CGI FX, blood splatter, fire, wreckage. While it cannot muster the grandiose elegance of a thing like Mad Max: Fury Road, it channels its scrappier energy to the utmost effect. It explodes with incredible vengeance. The most utterly scorched assault on late capitalism of all these weird abominations, it's... awesome.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
finally got around to seeing this one because of all the talk around a malignant and its influences (and fair warning: i'll be spoiling malignant here a little bit). along with basket case, this is one that's been mentioned by some. others have pointed out malignant's similarity to the shinji mikami (resident evil) horror game the evil within—which i have to say is pretty gratifying to me, having said before that the evil within clearly drew some aesthetic ideas from…
as an enjoyer of crazy frog videos, how the fuck would i even review this? how would i have seen this if i hadn't completely rejected the IDEA of ever seeing this 5 years after the event? i really cannot say
and yet here i am, 20 years after the fact. that morning i sat in my studio apartment downloading music from kazaa, watching these events unfold on the morning news. i then went to my job at the local…
"I feel like something bad is gonna happen to me. It hasn't reached me yet but it's on its way."
I kinda want to give myself a little slap on the wrist for this, but: if Twin Peaks were documentary-style found footage horror, it might be a bit like this. Its eye is maybe a bit less subtle than Lynch's, relying really heavily on slow zooms up to a grainy image where something tucked into a dark corner becomes clearer…
11 or 12 years since I last saw it? I was still living alone in San Francisco. Throughout so much of this, there is either no music at all or there is a persistent, flat pulsing sound; a strange, resonating drone; the wind blowing. It is not music — it's more like something in place to emphasize the absence of music. Dingy and pale/white interiors, a Tokyo that feels simultaneously overcast and awash in diffuse sunlight, drained of color... All…