Maintaining a conspiracy of lies

Cryptanalyst Alan Turing (Benedict Cumberbatch) has a bunch of personal and global dilemmas to deal with. Based on the true story of Enigma machine, the encryption machine nazis used in WWII and the people who broke its ciphers and ultimately won the war. I've always liked espionage thrillers and this competes with the best of them.

Splendid cornucopia

To be honest, I almost stopped watching this, but I felt compelled to finish it solely for the reason it's a Mike Leigh film. He's done so many awfully brilliant pieces in the past, so I kind of rode on those coattails. Not that there's a whole lot of wrong here - in fact, a terrific 18th century period piece of England - but the story of painter J. M. W. Turner is frustratingly boring.

Meet your maker

Wow. This artificial intelligence mumbo-jumbo knows no equal. Julian (Bruce Willis) has the exclusive rights to robot brothel where humans can gratify themselves however they please. One emotional robot escapes her way out of the system and all hell breaks loose. Luckily this surfer-looking cop (Thomas Jane embarrassing himself) is onto everything.

Every law is Murphy's law

I don't get it. A great actor, Sean Penn, a great director as well. He should be bludgeoned to death with top notch productions. And he should have a nose for avoiding pieces of shit. How he steps into this Euro trash - a confusing enough game of mercenaries and evil corporations - is beyond me.

A band of bees

Boys from Rio de Janeiro's garbage dumb find something of a great value and the corrupted police force is murderously interested. Something special with these South American thrillers, probably the environment does it, the poverty and filthiness of the local slums look, for the lack of a better word, poetic.

Don't let the sunshine fool ya

Some of the stories escaped me because there were no subtitles and the Southern brawl was sometimes impossible to decipher. But this is a music documentary of outlaw country in Austin and Nashville in the mid 70s, so it did most of the talking. Not the genre I'm most familiar with, so eye-opening in lots of ways.

Brakes brake for a reason

Swedish Lasse Halmström does it again. Like its many predecessors, he makes another movie that is so much full of life and good feel that it sends shivers down your spine. In The Hundred-Foot Journey Indian and French cuisine and culture clash and chefs cook with passion and fall in love with the earth.

Light 'em up

Just what I expected. Like the director Jalmari Helander put it: the world's most powerful man meets the least powerful one. It's a bit silly, and campy (in old-school sense), movie of terrorists hunting down the President of United States (Jackson) in the Finnish alps. But I enjoyed it, so that's enough.

That indeed is a taking of a human life

Cut Bank, Montana, may be a typical American small town and it may be the coldest spot in the nation too, but wouldn't even there be an immediate investigation if a murder took place? So, with that, the movie took a fucking nosedive into a shitstorm at the very beginning. The heavyweights John Malkovich, Billy Bob Thornton, Michael Stuhlbarg and Bruce Dern are wasting their time and talent. And Liam Hemsworth, it's interesting to see how his career pans out because - based on his performance here - he can't act.

Super heavy funk

A chronicle of James Brown's life. I don't bother checking the inaccuracies and fabrications, because biopics they are never correct, but this is a decent cut and Chadwick Boseman does a fitting title role and so does Nelsan Ellis (True Blood) as his sidekick Bobby Byrd.

It's a dickfer

Blast from the past. Back in the mid to late 80s this was one of my favourites and probably watched it a few dozen times, naturally enjoying it to death. Nostalgia doesn't save the cold war comedy, I'm afraid.

He who values his life dies a dog's death

Really a drop-on cool samurai film. You rarely see such a smooth-lined action, vicious brutality and silent wisdom in western movies. Takashi Miike, there's a director to keep an eye on.

Creepy version of honesty

Kate Hannah (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), an elementary teacher, loves her drink. I expected this to indulge in similar excessive use of alcohol like its great peers The Lost Weekend, Leaving Las Vegas and Under the Volcano, but somehow I'm glad it didn't. I guess, I'm mellowed out.

Quarantine rules apply to everybody

This wasn't very good. In fact, it probably is the wrost zombie outbreak movie ever released. Particularly at the beginning it tried to ride The Road bandwagon, ripping off its minimalism and nihilism, even music, but it all it ever was a very frustratingly slow-moving film.

Words are overrated

A girl wants to travel Australian deserts with her dog and bunch of camels. Based on a true story. It's alright if you like that sort of thing.

Thousand thoughts in the head

Never much cared about the music of The Fall, but Mark E Smith - alongside Captain Beefhart and Salvador Dali - is one of the coolest and unforgiving artists ever faced the earth, so that goes a long way. This documentary, executed by three Danish The Fall fans, makes me understand the music more clearly, so I'll probably look into the body of work of the band now more closely. Mark E Smith? Like Henry Rollins puts it; "He's not the nicest person in the world, but he's a genious".

The reasons of bad engineering

An elderly gay couple (John Lithgow and Alfred Molina) are stuck between apartments in New York City. No proper story to speak of, bereft of drama if you will, so had John and Alfred been replaced by ordinary somebodies, the story would have never been translated into a movie.

Those who live in the shadows

I am not, of course, familiar with all the Disney stories, but apparently this is one. And it's traditional little fairytale thing; a world full of kings and queens, heroes and villains, and pixies and witches. Not exactly my turf.

A lazy Sunday softness

I think this was just plain bullshit. It tried to be clever, a super intellectual heist fucker, but failed. And them actors, they did not do well.

Blissfully untrained

Magical cinematography. Stunning. Spectacular. Absolutely motherfucking tip top. Of course it ain't so, but it's presented as the movie was shot on one uninterrupted take. It looks perfectly fucking flawless and, with the long shots, the actors must have either relished or suffered with the dialogue. Looks great though. The story is of a desperate former superhero Hollywood star (Michael Keaton) doing a Raymond Carver theatre play at Broadway.

Losing a tail if it was attached to a dog

I couldn't really concentrate on the story because my focus was totally on goofs, mishaps and factual errors of what I kept seeing. I didn't mind, I had a cool time. Of course, it was ridiculous as fuck, tried to be fucking The Fugitive all over again, but somehow I just didn't care. Too ludicrous not to enjoy.

Squat-fucked by Satan

Yeah, why not. Stretch is an entertaining action-comedy, quite an energetic little fucker. Cool cameos (David Hasselhoff, Ray Liotta, Norman Reedus). And that's it.