Mortal roaring gusher

Peculiar thriller, sometimes somewhat of a slow-moving side, but really quite excellent. 

All around its margins lies the gulf

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These pretzels are making me thirsty

Never thought of it, but this could well be my favourite Seinfeld season, presenting such top-notch episodes as The Parking Garage, The Boyfriend and The Limo. Also introducing the first of one of the many regulars, Newman (Wayne Knight), Mr. Lippman (Richard Fancy) and Babu Bhatt (Brian George), the latter however appeared only in three episodes of the entire lenght of the series.

It's medieval out there

This was freaky and not in a positive sense. Who know what happened to Neil Marshall's extraordinary vision of film making, Dog Soldiers and The Descent were outstanding, this flick that tries to be Mad Max and Braveheart and 26 Days Later at the same time fails in everything, from dialogue to acting, from ludicrous story to off-kilter soundtrack. I must have missed something, maybe I'll give the movie a second chance some fine day.

At the top of the mountain, we are all snow leopards

I'm currently reading a very comprehensive - or what seems like a very comprehensive - book about Hunter S. Thompson, therefore the movie of 1 hour and 20 minutes seemed like a waste of time. Pretty cool talking heads here though, like Johnny Depp, Harry Dean Stanton, Sean Penn, Tom Wolfe, John Cusack, Gary Busey, et al. Narrated by Nick Nolte.

Longevity lies within the context of communication

A Jason Statham movie, there's nothing else to it really. Car chases, fights with fists, knives and guns, lotsa running around, macho fuckery abound, one compulsory yet utterly meaninglesss female role to smooth things over.

African Rambo

It just wasn't delivered right. Some things bugged me the fuck off like switching gears between gospel fuckery and the crusader business of the main character, hopping back and forth between Africa and America, and, the ever so frowning face of Gerard Butler.

I am Shiva, the god of death

Subtle, couple of unnecessities aside, near-perfect George Clooney's character-driven conspiracy thriller.

Mindless beasts of the subconscious

Cult sci-fi if there is one. I don't like the movies of the particular genre, but this is a cool figure of it's own right, a real fucken eye-candy.

In the killin' Nazi business

The second time I saw this. As remembered, wickedly funny, cool as hell film making.

Cut out of the dark

I don't know how they managed to make this so boring. Gotten off the fucken misery, I prayed the shark had hunted them all down way quicker.

Everything's illegal in Massachusetts

It was on television, so I stuck watching it. In general, I like these vigilante things, but this was never really set into motion.

The wind always dies

With Game of Thrones on a break, this fed the thirst. So, essentially, it was alright, even though the story sucked a few times and the lead actors missed all them lessons that had anything to do with charisma.

Master of the house, dolling out the charm

It's Easter time and I didn't want to bore myself senseless.

A dish best served cold

This has the makings of becoming an intense sadistic thriller, however somewhere and somehow it flopped and ended before anything actually happened.

Blood is a big expense

I just watched The Godfather.

I'm Samuel hello

I guess there's a point why George A. Romero decided to shoot this dirt-cheap in best or worst amateur style imaginable. Whatever the case, the result, fresh zombie jokes aside, is somewhat stupid.

Don't talk about Satan, just take the boat back

Perfect movie pop. Essentially a shit of a film, bad acting, clichés aplenty, lotsa girls with perfect knockers (there are no fat girls in America), some horror, severed limbs and mangled torsos.

Out of the depths, I cry to you, Oh Lord

The twist long ago revealed, I sort of believed the movie had lost it's magic and allure by now, but it was rather captivating to watch nevertheless.

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Fit to bust

Masterful storytelling. What was it, over three hours long or something, I probably could have watched it for days.

Wear a smile

Some nudity, half-mental characters, violence, no story to speak of. Absolute rubbish.

Anything but a bay breeze

Trademark Craven. No-nonsense thriller. Definitely nothing remarkably good or different, but hits the right spot alright.

In the shade of Avalon

Plethora of hard-ass Korean mafia people, bodycount innumerable.