God grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change, but also please, PLEASE explain to me why people still make movies like this one.
I cannot think of two words less-suited to follow one after the other, and also I cannot think of a movie title that conveys “ass kicking” better than this.
Other acceptable director comparison: Hal Ashby.
But up with Diego Ongaro and Freddie Gibbs and Bob Tarasuk.
Hell yeah, big boys.
For anyone in search of a “Luca” alternative.
Like strawberry jam. Or Nutella. Or in some cases a plague. There’s so much love here, and it’s catching.
No nightmare like a Twitter nightmare, because one you put a Twitter nightmare out there, it’s online forever via screenshotting!
Bravo, Bravo, take a bow.
Do you have the urge…to purge?
Nothing amusing here at all, in fact, except for the story of how a bunch of Lutherans hired GEORGE ROMERO to make a PSA for them.
Call me a pilgrim to Gomorrah if you will, for though I did not compose this title, I do embrace and endorse it.
Sorry, what’s that? I can’t hear you over the number of movies released this year that have to do with Jewish funereal rights, much less one set in France.
Alternate Title: No, Man of God. Alternate Alternate Title: No Man, of God. I can do this all day.
Pixar’s made movies for over two decades, and by now I’m really start to sea the difference between their older material and their new material.
I have 99 problems, and 12 mighty orphans are not one of them.
“Sounds” an awful lot like derivative, inventive, but empty cacophony to me, emphasis on the “phony.” (Zing.)
Hang on a second there – two lovers? In THIS ec–
Indivisible, with liberty and first-draft movies for all.
Copenhagen’s gone Mads, and the only person who can save it is…well, Mads.