As a Michael Jackson fan, I just got home from the cinema and I had to write this immediately. I can’t hold it in.
I hate you, your disgusting capitalist world where everything gets turned into a product, and all your lies.
Just go watch a concert video instead!! Because there is no story here. Just repetitive, imitative dance scenes that feel like they were made for TikTok. That’s it. Is the screenwriter someone who writes shitty Netflix shows? Where…
That scene, the one where the woman is smoking, and Vicinski chooses the yellow car… I had to pause it there, I’m sorry. Because I needed to rewind and watch it again. It was mesmerizing.
When I watched that split-second moment near the end, where the car jumps through the air, in slow motion from different angles, I felt hypnotized.
And then I realized… there was a feeling inside me, almost like I was watching porn.
It was something so immersive.
Car porn, dopamine, reality, risk, danger, blood, violence but the most interesting and sexy part is that all of it feels consensual…
I have been on a Nicolas Cage marathon for the past three weeks.
I couldn't help but watch it for the second time within the same week. Now, all I can think about is watching it again.
This film is a FUCKING masterpiece!
Right now, you still have a chance to apologize and give the Oscar to Cage. You should be drowning in tears in front of him while doing so.
What a performance it is!
But this film goes…
Currently, it is 07:22 in the morning, and outside it is gray, but not cold. All the windows in my room are open. Summer rains are falling. And right now, I am very eager to watch this film. The scent of summer rain reminds me of it, and the orchids in the swamp.
This film is truly special.
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