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empire…

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mumblelard:

let’s go get a drink

drinking and drawing was again tonight and i shot out roll upon roll of film.

theme: bikini zombies! zomg!

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insooutso:

Apology or not, I might need to see it based on the billboards alone.

I never saw the movie, but read about its troubled history when it came out in 2004. I must admit I’m still curious to see it one day. Roger Ebert’s review of the final product—the version shown in theaters—gives a pretty good account of what happened.

Oh, man. This is an AWFUL, hulking, empty, hollow, shell of a motion picture. The final scene (on the billboard), is used to try and bait people in. But good god is it not worth it.

Plus, I’m sure that the last five minutes are available online some place. If that’s an option, go that route. Because holy shit. Just take a look at the screenplay for this thing. Half of it is sequences of him driving around.

Are we talking about Vincent Gallo, or Nick? Either way, I’ll pass.

PLEASE nobody watch this movie. I suffered through it for my first Netflix Self-Torture Experiment, but there’s no reason you need to go through that as well. If you just want to see an oral sex scene, there are a million places on the internet you can go that won’t force you to sit through a dozen tedious driving scenes first.

Clearly you people can’t think outside the box.  This film, yet very flawed, is very beautiful in its approche to its “hulking, empty, hollow, shell” description of a person at his his worst when he morns the lost of someone he lost.  This is a love story. not a porn.  its sad that you people cant see beyond this “porno” scene.  yes, it is basically a porno scene but, i hope you’re all adults and can get over it.  The imagery of Gallo driving around the country endlessly is very beautiful, as they look like moving paintings.  This film isn’t great, but its better than 90% of Hollywood cookie cutter crap.

Roger Ebert did bash the film on his first viewing.   He then gave it another, better review after watching it again. but if you have to take his word for it, rather than watching it for yourself, then you shouldn’t be watching movies.

i’ve seen this film twice. it’s self-indulgent and trite and i remember seeing far more interesting sophmore-year student films back in art skool. really, i enjoy quiet films very, very much, but this film is laughable (as i’m sure gallo (who is a notorious prick on set/difficult to work with, as is sevingy. why do you think they seldom get asked to work on anything? see also: natasha lyonne) was also laughing when he came up with the idea for the film, the hook, and the promotion. and then all the way to the bank).

nobody is missing out on anything special or magical by never seeing this film.

also: here ya perverts go, the bj scene (obv. nsfw)

hahha OOPSIEDAISY.

according to this link from simko’s blog, my hand-customized theme is kinda hard to read.

tee hee hee?

w3rd.