A wonderful little movie. A modern remake of Cyrano de Bergerac, where tragedy and loss are transformed into possibility.
Every time I watch this film, I feel like I’ve lost a best friend. I waver like a photon, unable to decide if I’m a wave (Withnail) or a particle (I).
Broken does not mean I cannot see beauty. Shattered does not mean blindness. I Kill Giants is a hell of a movie. You should watch it. It is a lie, but a necessary one, I suppose. If you come away feeling it is a movie for kids… you have my sympathy.
Let me tell you something. Ghosts are made up bullshit, but hauntings are real. More real than reality […]
Anyone perusing my movie reviews will find heaps of scorn, shovelfuls of disgust, and… barf bags. Many, many barf bags.
Not so with The Babadook […]
How is this movie stupid? Let me count the ways […]
Start with crazed Injuns slaughtering innocent white people. Stop by turning off the movie […]