Dreams prove the existence of the soul

Rapayet wants to get rich to marry a girl he fancies. Distributing coffee and booze ain't lucrative enough, so marijuana is the merchandise that will help him pursue his dreams. However drug trade fucks things up and throws family values and traditions in a waste bin. Indigenous and atmospheric Columbian cinema.

Message from the holy mountain

Joseph is so fucking tired. He's fed up with everyone and everything. He loses it. His mind. His self-control. Gone mental, he starts robbing shit and acting all weird. The story is rather thin, Surge is just one weirdo's breakdown really.

Dawn of doomsday

This woman - Jessica - is stalked then kidnapped. Obviously, she needs to escape from the maniac who did this to her. He might be a serial rapist who intends to imprison her for his own sadistic pleasures for years to come and start a nightmare on her life. Deliciously creepy little thriller of survival. Based on a Swedish movie Försvunnen (2011) by Mattias Olsson and Henrik JP Åkesson.

Chance favours the prepared mind

An architect's, a university professor's and a DEA special agent's lives are intertwined by a painkiller Fentanyl. The highly addictive opioid is smuggled between United States and Canada and obviously there are dangerous people involved as well. Evangeline Lilly, Gary Oldman and Arnie Hammer in a not bad but an average thriller.

Moments of silence in ball games

I'm sure I liked it the first time I saw Body of Lies (2008), but forgot it by the same token. Now years later, it's quite an exciting and volatile espionage thriller, but I realize why it was so hopelessly forgettable. It's a cliché-ridden plotholed fucking thing and despite all things, it's kind of dull. Maybe I'll like it again in few years time, after I've forgotten it again, starting tomorrow.

Highway lines in quicksand

A cattle rancher accidentally makes enemies with a Mexican drug cartel. Bad people armed to teeth are after him and a boy Miguel he's protecting from Arizona to Chicago. Never miss out a Liam Neeson movie, but even on his standards The Marksman is if not poor a mediocre film.

The closer you are to Caesar, the greater the fear

Thin Red Line (1998), a mightily good war film by Terrence Malick. It's funny how it's epic and poetic yet catches the utter insanity of war to perfection. The story itself is pretty simple; U.S. forces gaining foothold in the island of Guadalcanal in the Pacific during the second World War, destroying Japanese defense. But the way it's executed, it's almost mindblowing perfection and the cast knows no equal: Jim Caviezel, Adrien Brody, Sean Penn, Nick Nolte, Ben Chaplin, John Cusack, Woody Harrelson, Thomas Jane, Elias Koteas, Jared Leto, Dash Mihok, Tim Blake Nelson, George Clooney, John C. Reilly, John Travolta and so on. Amazingly, scenes including Bill Pullman, Gary Oldman, Lukas Haas, Viggo Mortensen, Martin Sheen, Jason Patric and Mickey Rourke were left on the cutting room floor.

Sugar-coating the world

A long weekend and a group of Finns in a summerhouse by the lake with plenty of free time in their hands always includes alcohol and arguments. The oppressed emotions breaking free enable unmendable frictions in relationships. Throw in an unknown Swede crashing in and we're talking shitstorm that could end up in murder. Brilliantly performed drama with actors who haven't worn their faces out in drivel TV entertainment - Laura Birn, Emmi Parviainen, Eero Milonoff, Samuli Niittymäki, Paula Vesala, Christian Hillborg, Iida-Maria Heinonen and Paavo Kinnunen - they are true specimen of their profession. Directed by Jenni Toivoniemi.

Get the hammer out

Grace's husband Jonathan is the lead suspect in a murder investigation. And the accusations only skyrocket when the man goes missing. And the plot keeps on thickening episode by episode. This is the good shit, gets little out of hand towards the end, but an intense Mini-Series orchestrated by a strong and reputable cast of David E. Kelley (L.A. Law, Picket Fences) and Susanne Bier (The Night Manager, After the Wedding, Brødre).

Paranoid instead of protected

It looks like there's only one honest cop in the city. All the others are corrupt asshole cunts who sold their shields off to the highest bidder. Ray Tierney (Edward Norton) has to fight against fellow officers in blue who all are out of control. A little out of focus at times, pretty confusing in the beginning particularly, but strong performances and a decent action movie nevertheless.

A shadow is cast wherever he stands

The first Jack Irish TV Movie (2012) of a Jack Irish TV Movie series. Guy Pearce as the private dick investigating a few gruesome murders and realizing he has a big target on his own back. Not great, but a pretty cool crime thing and it's somewhat refreshing to see fiction shot on the suburbs of Melbourne, Australia.

Between heaven and hell

Not often I'm impressed of a piece of fiction where every single character is despicable piece of shit and you don't give a rat's ass of their destiny, but in Snabba Cash TV Series I was so thoroughly focused on the brilliantly depicted Stockholm criminal underworld that I couldn't care less. It felt genuine the whole deal. Amazing shit.

Getting old is a gift

The heroes, they are all characters in a video game and their quest is to recover a jewel from Jurgen the Brutal and show it to the Sun. That's Jumanji: The Next Level in a nutshell. Two hours of fast-paced photoshopped nonsense entertainment.

The thundering line of demented choirs

Everyone tries to make Daniel Léger a hotshot drug dealer and a criminal mastermind, but he's just a lowlife junkie. A true story of a Canadian citizen who was wrongly accused of smuggling heroin in Thailand in 1989. An investigative journalist managed to dig out the truth before he was executed, but the man was cheated 8 years of his life. Federal police in Canada in of the biggest clusterfucks and wrongdoings the country has ever seen. Truly a well researched and crafted story in the indie crime, directed by Daniel Roby.