Big face, small razor

At some random Sundays I occasionally catch up with classic movies that has passed my radar. I didn't even realize I hadn't watched North by Northwest before, but I enjoyed it alright, not - like you all say - Alfred Hitchcock's finest piece, but a piece alright.

King Midas's idiot brother

A thriving folk musician - often frequented by a cat - jumping from one gig to another. Trademark Joel and Ethan Coen in lots of ways; quirky characters, marvellously penned dialogue and simply outstanding cinematography (hit a pause button and you have a piece of art before your very eyes). Maybe Inside Llewyn Davis is a classic in few years time, it however is one of their better works.

A mystery of unanswered questions

I had almost watched this like a few thousand times. Now that I finally did so, it left me no impact whatsover. A praised and adored motherfucker, but I still think German cinema is a bit of a drag.

Age is an abstraction, not a straitjacket

A lovely little film of a very resilient father and a husband (fantastic James Cromwell) fighting against the inevitable death and dying and the rules and regulations of a modern society.

Truth has no temperature

Starring Michael Fassbender, Penélope Cruz, Javier Bardem, Rosie Perez, Cameron Diaz and Brad Pitt. Written by Cormac McCarthy and directed by Ridley Scott. That should do it, the heavyweights should pull it together with ease, but I haven't seen such incoherent piece of shit for a very long time. This is a weird thriller loaded with pseudo-intellectual dialogue that makes the actors struggle so hard that you'd be ashamed for them if you weren't laughing your ass off.

Sometimes the smartest officers do the stupidest things

The surprise of the year. At first, I thought of getting uber-patriotic series in the vein of 24, Homeland, The Unit or some such shit, but this was something else. This was wickedly entertaining Cold War espionage fucker that looks authentic and that took unpredictable sometimes shockingly brutal turn of events. My new favourite series and I can't wait for the upcoming seasons.

Blank the shroud upon the ground

It's a fictional tour book. My alleyways, so I was quite familiar with lots of the stories inside the novel, so I took it mostly as a biographical report of the last tour of this one particular band. Shit, it's written so well, that you may take it as you like. In short, this band - a rather well-known one - goes on a European tour and they like their drink and they are homesick and they are these northern crazy souls. Liked it a lot.

Have a pancake on a hammock

I hate blatant lies. On the cover, the movie was given either 5 stars or 4 stars by all those professional critics. Ah, and not to forget 4 and half stars by some dimwit genius. If it was even close that great, they'd speak about this fucking movie everywhere. They couldn't stop talking about it. Incessant non-stop fucking hallelujah. Get a real job, losers. The movie is well below average, and fucking stays there.

Death is my true God

I didn't understand what the hell was going on during the first few episodes. Maybe it had taken too long since I saw the second season (and I had forgotten most of the shit) or just maybe the series is overblown with characters. Be it is may, it's still quality television, once you get a grasp of it, it is even better.

The destiny remains

Sehr gut. A German footsoldier perspective on WWII as five friends idealogues shatter and the Third Reich unravels from the inside as the war moves on. Quite rightfully compared to Band Of Brothers.

Hell with a lid off

Tom Berenger did this kind of B-movie crime garbage in the Eighties. Here they wanted to make an old school action thriller, pinpointed it by hiring the very Tom Berenger, but all they could rehash really was the stupendously bad acting.

The world is crazier than you are

Dark elves are fighting against them Nordic gods and their legions. It's quite fucking ridiculous if you really give it a second thought. But then again, second thoughts might as well be for suckers.

Sport the war

CSI meets The Hills Have Eyes and...and nothing. Looks like a bad TV show that is shot almost exclusively on hand-held camera.

Walking down the wrong road

Casey Affleck was so out of his league midst Willem Dafoe, Christian Bale, Woody Harrelson and Sam Shepard that it was quite painstaking to watch. Otherwise, a fucken cool flick. Backwoods American mountain people's fuckadoo of fighting, hunting and killing for remorse has rarely looked this good.

Thinking can be lethal

They didn't know were they doing a drama or comedy of Finland Ski Association's organized doping culture, and the problem lies therein. Could easily be based on a true story as well, but I'm afraid the truth is even more rotten. The former Canadian sprinter Ben Johnson as a taxi driver, probably now true too.

Drive the cold winter away

This was sort of awesome. There was a definite European feel to it (they spoke French, German and Occitan), the subtle not-busied camera work gave enough leeway to let the story and actors do the talking and the soundtrack was hardly ever there which gave way to the natural sounds. And the ever brilliant Mads Mikkelsen did the lead as a medieval vigilante fighting for justice.

There are no mistakes

I just went through the Netflix collection and found this fucker. Harry Dean Stanton is the coolest, most extraordinary and sort of mythical figure in Hollywood and he does not give a fuck. In this portrait he (and his colleagues) muses some, is silent lots and sings like an angel.

Horny horny horny duck

No matter how much you appreciated Breaking Bad and Bryan Cranston, under no circumstances, do not hire him to portray a half-blind Russian hitman. As generic a thriller as they come.

King of the fucking castle

The most horrifying situation. The world is frozen solid and it's snowing, like, constantly. There are few good people left, but there are also bad people roaming about and they are not nice because they like the taste of human flesh. It's a struggle for survival. The end of the world has seldom been this motherfucking boring.

Slave to desires

A serial killer hunt set in volatile Belfast, Ireland. Only a five episode season (I'm told they're filming the second season as we speak), and it's quite fucking excellent.