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Anybody watch Rapture doc on Netflix? The Logic one was pretty good. The rest of the series worth watching? I don't know what else I could learn from a Nas doc, but might peep
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4/8 (it could be lower)interesting plot but honestly, we got closure, they didn't. Plus I didn't get the dude that shot the girl in the face , why? Anyways, ok movie, nothing out of the norm ...
this was a good movie
murder mystery in a small town
kinda reminded me of wind river, or end of fall
3.6/8 this is definitely for hardcore movie watchers. The lack of dialogue and minimalist "suspense" is definitely for dudes that see a plate like thisYou Were Never Really Here 6/8
This **** was wild. A little disjointed but good. The score made things very surreal at moments. Plus the flashbacks and cut scenes.
Things went left quick and just kept going left.
This was like a more grounded Equalizer but with none of that this made by a studio feel. Plus a bit of a twist by the end. Felt way more indie.
I enjoyed it but I didn't say it was a masterpiece3.6/8 this is definitely for hardcore movie watchers. The lack of dialogue and minimalist "suspense" is definitely for dudes that see a plate like thisand rave of how good and what a master piece. The reason for the avg score is the plot was ok ... this reminds me of LEON: The Professional and although that movie didn't age well, I would still view more than this.
Again I'm not sure if I lost my taste in movies but whatever.
I hear you my dude. LoLThe Expanse is back
I enjoyed it but I didn't say it was a masterpiece
I actually caught on to it from the bar scene when he said loose lips sink ships and once he got pressured he spilled all the beans. I was like **** doesn't add up. Then when I see the dude driving the truck I was like hold up, this dude is pulling something and once the two trucks crossed I knew what was up.I would've said okay if you had an idea of the twist but no way you calling Cube's son with that out for nowhere British accent.
The twist becomes readily apparent when you realized they followed the wrong garbage truck and it becomes a loose end until after most of the main thieves are dead.
LoL
this movie was such a waste of time
turrible just turrible
yeah it was pretty good. you'll be surprised to see what she's doing nowadays.Has anyone else watched Wild Wild Country? I'm halfway through and I have no idea how this could get even more wild. Sheela a ****ing psychopath.
Negan 2.0?I was looking forward to You Were Never Really Here.
Saw Rampage last night. Okay popcorn flick. Some of the lines were cheesy. And Jeffrey Dean Morgans character was horrible.
Sheela had me entrancedHas anyone else watched Wild Wild Country? I'm halfway through and I have no idea how this could get even more wild. Sheela a ****ing psychopath.
The success of “A Quiet Place,” the new horror thriller directed by John Krasinski, is a sign of viewers craving emptiness, of a yearning for some cinematic white noise to drown out troubling thoughts and observations with a potently simple and high-impact countermyth. The noise of “A Quiet Place” is the whitest since the release of “Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri”; as horror films go, it’s the antithesis of “Get Out,” inasmuch as its symbolic realm is both apparently unconscious and conspicuously regressive.
“A Quiet Place” is the story of a white family living in rustic isolation that’s reduced to silence because a bunch of big, dark, stealthy, predatory creatures who can hear their every noise are marauding in the woods and, at any conspicuous sound, will emerge as if from nowhere and instantly maul them to death. I won’t spoil the plot twists, but Krasinski ultimately delivers a pair of exemplary images, a lone bearded man (whom he himself plays) with a rifle, and a lone woman (played by his real-life wife, Emily Blunt) aiming a rifle into the camera.
The movie is a fantasy of survivalism that starts eighty-nine days into the rampage. The Abbotts, a family of five—mother, Evelyn; father, Lee; Regan, a daughter of about eleven (Millicent Simmonds); Marcus, a son of about eight (Noah Jupe), and a small boy of about four named Beau (Cade Woodward)—are trawling a ghost city for supplies, wandering through a pharmacy and gathering medicine. (The characters’ first names are given on IMDb, though, to the best of my recollection, they’re not mentioned in the film itself.) The Abbotts are the only people making their way through town, across an old wooden bridge, and to their remote country farmhouse amid a series of other farms. If they’ve survived so far—and most of the action takes place later, more than a year into the invasion—it’s due in part to one circumstance: Regan is deaf (as Simmonds is in real life), and, as a result, the family is skilled in sign language, which enables them to communicate and strategize while eluding the monsters.
Except for its blaring music, “A Quiet Place” is in fact mostly a very quiet movie (with one clever, if obvious, element of sound design—shots suggesting Regan’s point of view remove all background sound and are delivered silent, to reproduce her deafness on the soundtrack and contrast it with the hearing of other characters and the enforced speechlessness of their environment). The farmhouse, however, has been the site of relentless labors—both the daily domestic work on which physical subsistence depends (the action suggests that Evelyn does most of that) and some high-tech wizardry that turns the family’s basement into an elaborate video-surveillance module, with cameras scattered throughout the wide property, more video screens at work than in the back room of a shopping mall, and strings of red lights that wind through the farmland and can be lit at the flip of a switch. (Scenes of Lee at work with wire and solder suggest that the electronics workshop is solely his domain.)
The Abbotts have to maintain their quiet (though Lee has discovered that, when there’s a big and steady sound nearby, such as the rush of a waterfall, it’s safe to speak, since the voices don’t escape it), and so, there’s almost no verbal dialogue in the film (there’s more dialogue in sign language, which is subtitled). The near-wordless soundtrack is a directorial choice on Krasinski’s part—as silent as its characters may be, “A Quiet Place” could easily have been transformed into a voluble movie, in which the characters’ thoughts and experiences would be delivered on the soundtrack, as interior monologues, even if they’re compelled not to express them aloud to each other. But Krasinski (who wrote the script with Bryan Woods and Scott Beck) chose to keep his characters blank and undefined, their memories and musings out of bounds. What dialogue there is (whether spoken or signed) is confined to the demands of the action (with one twist of psychology involving an element of guilt that figures only trivially in the plot).
The only moment of authentic inner expression, the acknowledgment of any identity at all, arises when, under siege from the creatures, Evelyn challenges Lee when their children are in danger: “Who are we? Who are we if we can’t protect them?” In that moment, “A Quiet Place” disgorges its entire stifled and impacted ideological content. The movie’s survivalist horror-fantasy offers the argument for turning a rustic farmhouse into a virtual fortress, for the video surveillance and the emergency lighting and, above all, the stash of firearms that (along with a bit of high-tech trickery that it’s too good to spoil) is the ultimate game changer, the ultimate and decisive defense against home intruders.
In effect, “A Quiet Place” is an oblivious, unself-conscious version of Clint Eastwood’s recent movies, such as “The 15:17 to Paris,” which bring to the fore the idealistic elements of gun culture while dramatizing the tragic implications that inevitably shadow that idealism. The one sole avowed identity of the Abbott parents is as their children’s defenders; their more obvious public identity is as a white rural family. The only other people in the film, who are more vulnerable to the marauding creatures, are white as well. In their enforced silence, these characters are a metaphorical silent—white—majority, one that doesn’t dare to speak freely for fear of being heard by the super-sensitive ears of the dark others. It’s significant that when characters—two white men—commit suicide-by-noisemaking, they do so by howling as if with rage, rather than by screeching or singing or shouting words of love to their families. (Those death bellows are the wordless equivalent of “I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!”) Whether the Abbotts’ insular, armed way of life might put them into conflict with other American families of other identities is the unacknowledged question hanging over “A Quiet Place,” the silent horror to which the movie doesn’t give voice.
Castellucci’s “We Have Always Lived on Mars” is a sci-fi piece that takes place in a future where humans settled on Mars after Earth suffered a cataclysmic event. It follows the descendants of this abandoned Martian colony. Their world changes when one woman discovers she can breathe on Mars without assistance.
The movie will adapt Shade, The Changing Girl writer Cecil Castellucci’s short story “We Have Always Lived on Mars,” which is illustrated by Carl Wiens.