All myths are foundations of reality

A movie based on a videogame is usually a lost cause. I can't recall any that made a lasting impression. Don't think this one will either with its nonsense story of evil Japanese deity hidden in forsaken island. But in the end, it's a decent enough an adventure and Alicia Vikander in the lead is a great thing to look at this kind of work.

Getting to hell is easy

I took me too many episodes to get a grip what the fuck they were building in there. To the degree that I got frustrated and almost gave up, but kept going because everything was wonderful. The last few episodes in the first season of Westworld were revealing enough to actually enjoy the fucking thing.

Two moons bring the truth

Two ex-members of UFO death cult - brothers Aaron and Justin - decide to hang out with their former cult people for one more day to reminiscence the past. However, it's tempting to stay in the camp because the people seem a harmless peaceful bunch. Brainwashed but nice. The Endless is mystic and strange, beautiful and interesting in its own right, but too much stuck in its own loop.

Death is better than bondage

Black Panther, pale in comparison to Iron Man, Thor, Hulk and a other Marvel fuckers (even Ant-Man). Not entirely the character's fault because the superhero trend is due to run out its course anyways. Nevertheless, this is ridiculous and, quite frankly, fucking horrible. Was it seen with a laughing track, it would be a bad slapstick comedy.

An abyss opens up

Ultimately this movie will be remembered as the one where Christopher Plummer replaced Kevin Spacey because of allegations of Spacey's sexual harassment. The re-shoot cost $10 million. Otherwise All the Money in the World would drown in oblivion pretty damn quickly. Even tho it's a Ridley Scott (Gladiator, American Gangster, Alien, Black Hawk Down) film, it's surprisingly lacklustre. Based on a true story of the kidnapping of the grandson of the world's richest man.

Cold war shattered into thousand pieces

Straight to DVD garbage. They came up with an idea of making a ballerina into a sexy yet super intelligent and deadly spy who makes everyone in the U.S. and Russian intelligence agencies look like damn fools. Got the worst possible actors the execute the agenda and they deliver worst accents imaginable. Over two hours of shit.

Part of a small rebellion

New York Times and Washington Post are rivalling bigger and juicier news. Both are particularly interested in the highly volatile top-secret documents of the Vietnam War. And Nixon administration is unhappy. Steven Spielberg's journalism drama where nothing's amiss, but there are a handful of better movies of the same genre.

An Amazon princess that lives on an island of all women

I should have read the back cover of the DVD. Inserting the disc I thought of getting a Marvel superhero movie, a sequel to Wonder Women. But this is about the author and creator of the most famous female superhero of alltime, William Moulton Marston and his reconstituted family with wife and lover. Apparently a true story and all that, didn't give a damn though.

It's all about beginnings

Sidney Hall is one of the greatest writers of our time. His gift is perceptible already in his teenage years, his debut is selling millions of copies couple of years later, he's Pulitzer calibre and, just like that, he disappears. Quite interestingly built up story follows Sidney Hall through three different time periods, from one tragedy to another really. The dude in the lead - Logan Lerman - does well.

Ballad of the Green Berets

In the wake of 911, 12 Special Forces people go to Afghanistan to destroy Taleban. Over the odds 5000 against 1, they began combat. And it stays that way, but - rushing from one battle to another - it never really kicks in the proper warzone mode and, frankly, looks plastic and made up.

Hypothetically rest in peace

I don't know what to make of this. One the one hand, it's one of those trademark Liam Neeson pieces where the cool hero prevails and the action is fucking entertaining - and I like that shit. One the other, the story is ridiculously absurd and ludicrously unrealistic.

Bad times, bad times

Wow, I first thought they were joking with the dialogue. I really did. It was so corny and clichéd and embarrassing. But it kept going on and on right till the end. I was so focused on the super-macho dialogue that I almost forgot the rest of the movie. Something about bank robbers and cops in a really lousy plotholed story.

Silent as the grave

Mute Elisa Esposito (Sally Hawkins) has her routines; in the morning she wakes up, takes a bath, masturbates and boils eggs for herself and her gay neighbour (Richard Jenkins) and goes to work as a janitor in a top secret research facility. That is until she meets some kind of swamp creature inside the facility and they connect to the degree that she wants to kidnap it from future horrors that lay ahead. I liked this, Guillermo del Toro knows his business and the actors did their part, but even if The Shape of Water was exciting and entertaining, it was a bit silly. And had the genders been reversed, had there been a male human being fucking a female fishlike animal, it would have raised a few million eyebrows and the movie had never been released.

Gliding in the kebab stand

Finland won its first Ice Hockey World Championship in 1995. That wasn't just an ordinary win. It was a victory that gave strenght for the whole small nation for years and years to come. Often compared to Declaration of Independence (1917) or winning a war (never happened). And to beat Sweden on their own ice gives that extra bit of salt in the wounds that everyone needed. Everybody still remembers that magical year 1995, the people born after it are systematically force-fed to acknowledge its importance. Everyone involved in the movie 95 desperately want to forget it.