Watched Dune again the other night and this scene is funny as hell. My man is talking to a psychic priestess and being all “I pinkie swear I won’t hurt them” and then he barely even waits for her to be out of earshot before he goes “I’m gonna murder the fuck out of those people.”
What do you mean HBO produced a pair of Lovecraftian neo-noir comedy pastiches in the 90s, the first of which starred Fred Ward and was directed by Martin Campbell, the second of which starred Dennis Hopper and was directed by Paul Schrader
The debate as to whether Deadpool’s sexuality is meant to cater to queers or frat boys reminds me of that droid in Solo that talked like an SJW. An optical illusion duck-rabbit of a character designed to be perceived in two irreconcilably different ways by two kinds of moviegoer.
“Fancy music” is a phrase that only a truly childlike mind could conceive. If a five-year-old came toddling downstairs in his superhero PJs and interrupted his parents’ dinner party by asking them to turn off the “fancy music” all the adults in the room would go “aaww” in unison.
I feel like the critics who gave Black Adam low scores are the kind of people who sit around drinking wine while listening to fancy music and saying that movies are art.
It’s fun to have sex with people you’re not in love with. Sexual intimacy isn’t sacred. Nothing we do with our bodies is innately spiritual/special by default. We project significance onto certain activities and not others due to our beliefs/preferences. It really is that simple.
A reasonable person would be afraid to even think that thought if she was in the next room, much less say it out loud in a normal indoor speaking voice. Davie Dalmatians can’t even believe what he’s hearing.
The light above him snapping off to denote that he’s dropping the facade is kind of insanely stupid but also incredibly good. Such a cartoon villain move. Like something Plankton or Dr. Claw would do.
She’s cool. Sweet enough that you fear for her when Butch explodes but also strange enough that you wonder if she’s actually been in the bathroom brushing her teeth for eight straight hours. Way easier to chill with than the barefoot taxi driver who’s introduced right before her.