It’s not the actual cause of Dick’s death that bothered me, it’s that the film went too far by taking the dramatic route instead of playing it totally for laughs.
It’s not the actual cause of Dick’s death that bothered me, it’s that the film went too far by taking the dramatic route instead of playing it totally for laughs.
There’s an effective subtext about the after-effects of a traumatic incident as well as dealing with outbursts of violence within yourself. It’s tough to watch, but it also sadly feels like essential viewing in today’s divided society.
It’s refreshing to see a documentary with no agenda, just one that’s factual and, believe it or not, a bit inspiring.
This nightmare-inducing film is as unsettling as they come, a wildly unpredictable story that goes all sorts of places — and not necessarily to the ones you think.
A crowd-pleasing if ultimately dull bit of cinematic flattery directed towards the beloved feminist icon Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
Regardless of its clunky, corny, laughable midnight movie vibe, the eye-popping effects, imaginative costumes, and rowdy fun manage to make the film entertaining in spite of itself.