THE FUNNIEST MOVIE EVER MADE EVER! I WISH YOU COULD GIVE THIS THING 6 STARS COS IF U COULD, I'D GIVE THIS MOVIE SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It got banned in Ireland, which causes interest. It's by Monty Python, which accentuates that interest. It's slagging off the life of Jesus, which gets the blood boiling with excitement. And it's FUCK ING HILARIOUS!
Of course, as with the great many number of Danny Boyle film adaptations it isn't nearly as good as the source material (Bad Blood, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Rents drinking pish and injecting himself in the cock among other things), but still kicks ass, and perfectly captures the feel of all that late 80's shit. Oh, and it better shows you what an arsehole Franco is.
Though wandering sometimes too far into self-indulgence, this insanely gripping and emotionally ambitious examination of cause and effect is the best example of why Kutcher needs to tell "Punk'd" to fuck off.
Aww, just so clever and nasty and sadistic. And I think there need be no fear of spoilers here, even that pic of it <--- there gives it away... HE CUT HIS OWN FOOT OFF!
While admittedly it became almost absurdly violent towards the end, this flick has everything: great cast, brilliant storyline, incredibly atmospheric settings and kickass soundtrack. Even Dicaprio, who I normally despise, manages to seem by turns menacing, vulnerable, terrified and constipated!
Yeh goat tae luv this scannán, folks. Cillian Murphy kicks the shit out of every living Irish actor, with the exceptions of Brendan Gleeson and... em, that chap from Star Trek.
So clever, so charismatic, so delightfully amoral - but enough about Pacino's role! But basically yeah, apart from the double twist ending which was just animal, and the quintessentially odd image of Keanu Reeves walking down a completely deserted New York street, precisely the same adjectives apply
Apart from a tediously unoriginal "twist" ending, this movie is shockingly, refreshingly visceral and its French title is SO appropriate. And the bits where she's frigging herself and where the bad guy slides the knife along her and she sucks on his fingers are the sex!
A genius update of Plato's parable of the cave, and a superior movie on the topic of illusory reality than The Matrix. I take off half a star purely because for a portion of the movie it seems that Jim Carrey is trapped in Ace Ventura mode - much improved by the film's tortuously nail-biting final act.
When I first saw this movie I thought it was brilliant. Shortly afterwards I became blinded to this essential brilliance because of my view that the source novel was a pile of pulpy rubbish. Upon a recent re-viewing I have decided to rescind the first opinion (though I still sit on the fence about the novel). I take off half a star because this film does nothing to remedy the logical flaws and dissociative identity disorder myths first expounded in the novel - indeed, it adds even more.