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Orphan Black here, S2 now. I like it..
And I thought it was deadly serious cinema veriteDanger 5, it's ridiculous
its great isn't it. Julian with his rum and coke surgically attatched to his hand lolWatching Trailer Park Boys at the moment, just got onto the second series and it's really hitting it's stride, very, very funny and only 20 minute episodes.
People recommended it to us as being similar, but we love Always Sunny, and couldn't warm tho the Trailer Park boys.I've never seen it, is it similar to It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia?
Ahh, right. I've never really been in to stoner comedy. I like my laughs a bit more quick-witted and wordy.TPB is deffo an acquired taste. Me and my flatmates years back loved that shit, but we also smoked a hella lot of weed at the time, but everybody else we knew who'd seen it thought it was balls.
Ahh, right. I've never really been in to stoner comedy. I like my laughs a bit more quick-witted and wordy.
Binged a whole load of Kimmy Schmidt last night. Some occasional belly lulz, plenty more less pronounced ones, a perfect cast, mad plots and made with such flare and charm its hard to be cynical. Series 2 just snuck out.
Add Full English Breakfast to the avoid list. Dave courtney and a film that makes no sense whatsoever.BRAT PACK & HIGH SCHOOL HYSTERIA
- Clueless - Amy Heckerling returns to the themes of Fast Times, but focusing on the attempts of well-meaning Beverly Hills princess Alicia Silverstone to matchmake two of her high school teachers together, à la Jane Austen’s Emma.
- Fast Times At Ridgmont High - A non-Hughesian take on 80s high school, with pregnancy and stoners and crappy part-time McJobs.
- Ferris Bueller’s Day Off - Sure, when you think about it, they’re a bunch of overprivileged dicks, but still, I like me some Rooney-baiting.
- Pretty In Pink - Poor girl falls for rich boy, meanwhile misses signals from best friend. Calamity!
- Some Kind Of Wonderful - Hughes mixes it up this time: Poor boy falls for rich girl, meanwhile misses signals from best friend. Calamity!
- St. Elmo’s Fire - Whiney yuppies, great!
And finally...
AVOID! AVOID! AVOID!
- A Belfast Story - A criminal waste of Colm Meaney, here as a grizzled and weary old detective in Northern Ireland investigating a series of murders.
- Allies - Crappy post-D Day mission movie done on the cheap.
- Basic - Disgraced DEA agent John Travolta investigates an Army Ranger exercise that ended with multiple dead soldiers; inexplicably neither the writer nor the director is one of the victims.
- Dead Man Running - Tamer Hassan and Danny Dyer look embarrassed throughout as they desperately try to string out half-arsed dialogue that barely connects incomprehensible plot points in a bid to raise the cash to pay back big-time shylock 50 Cent (no, really) his £100,000 before the clock runs out.
- Doors Open - The worst kind of cringy British ‘comedy’, with Stephen Fry playing a very slappable version of Stephen Fry in this lame art heist nonsense.
- He Who Dares: Downing Street Siege - Execrable on all levels, this coked-up, self-satisfied Paul Tanter/Simon Phillips shit is amongst the worst tax write-off movies I’ve ever seen, with almost no effort to make it in any way artistically or narratively coherent.
- Isle Of Dogs - More misogynistic, flabby, pointless gangster bollocks.
- Left Behind - Nicolas Cage as an airline pilot caught up in Christian apocalyptic bollocks.
- Madso’s War - Incompetently staged Boston mob movie bollocks.
- Stalingrad - Not Oserov’s 1990 one, nor Vilsmaier’s 1993 one; this is Bondarchuk’s shitty and over-glossy 2013 one.
- Survivor - Perfectly competent thriller quickly sours thanks to chips-pissing and lack of decent script.
- Suspect Zero - FBI agents are on the trail of a dangerous serial killer; they leave no stone unturned, no cliche unused. Oh, and MIND CONTROL.
- The Outsider - Tedious man-investigates-daughter’s-death revenger, with Craig Fairbrass(!) as the angry mercenary on the war path. In the interests of giving his picture more international credibility director Brian A Miller has persuaded (no doubt through the medium of cold, hard cash) two recognisable names - James Caan and Jason Patric - to rattle through a few short scenes which don’t even seem to match up with the primary plot in a manner so desperate it points towards them being Ponzi scheme victims or similar.
- The Prince - This time out the traps Brian A Miller appears to have smutty Polaroids of John Cusack and Bruce Willis in his possession, as well as Jason Patric’s Vegas marker, because that’s the only possible reason for their presence in this dumb, tedious flick. Bonus must-punch-self-in-face points for having 50 Cent turn up. OH JOY.
- Top Dog - Here we reach DEFCON 2 - football hooligans versus Lahndahn gangsters, gor-blimey-ah’s-ya-muvver nonsense with a Spandau Ballet directing, Leo Gregory in the lead (bless him, but he’s not got the charisma to carry the picture), the least urgent ‘climax’ yet committed to celluloid, the logic of a key plot point is almost immediately demolished by a cast member, and Jason Flemyng is in it. When the very best thing about your movie is Ricci Harnett’s understated performance, it’s time to apply for retraining as a butcher at Morrison’s or something.
- Twisted - Like Suspect Zero, another one of those on-the-trail-of-a-serial-killer movies that tried to capitalise on the success of Se7en. Here, the USP is lead detective Ashley Judd is a risk-taking alcoholic who keeps blacking out and, I dunno, maybe she’s the killer, huh? Huh? HUH?! Oh, and ANDY GARCIA KLAXON.
- UFO - Fuck you, Simon Phillips. On the plus side, they did persuade Jean-Claude Van Damme to be in it
- Vendetta - Among the two worst Dean Cain films ever.
Caveat emptor, Dotty, caveat emptorAdd Full English Breakfast to the avoid list. Dave courtney and a film that makes no sense whatsoever.
It's got some hilarious reviews on IMDb.Add Full English Breakfast to the avoid list. Dave courtney and a film that makes no sense whatsoever.
TPB is deffo an acquired taste. Me and my flatmates years back loved that shit, but we also smoked a hella lot of weed at the time, but everybody else we knew who'd seen it thought it was balls.