“It is believed she is insane.” The New York Times, August 11, 1899.
Another page from the sad little questionnaire I wrote to Santa at age 7. The page I posted last year.
— Franz Kafka in his diary, 1920
I want to talk about this movie. Prior to seeing it, I knew nothing about it other than 1) Ryan Goosebumps is in it and 2) It involves fast cars.
Ok. Have you ever played Grand Theft Auto IV? You know all the interim scenes, between Nico’s missions, when scary ugly mafia people are fighting and then you finally get to the missions and you’re like “Oh shit, I’m about to have to fucking kill some people!” and then you kill some people, and then you just drive around for hours afterwards wrecking things because it feels good? That was this movie, set to an ’80s Chromatics-style soundtrack (The whole time I was thinking, “This is Chromatics, I recognize this, I’m not old yet”).
Then there’s the love story, which is what floored me about this movie. When he kisses her in the elevator (right before he bashes that dude’s skull in), I thought I was going to cry. That’s it! That kiss! They nailed it! It’s all about the last (or first) time you might love someone and you have to give it your all! Holy shit!
Then there’s the blood. Lots and lots of blood. Poor Christina Hendricks, man. She’s so insanely hot, how could you possibly kill her? But oh, they did. They killed her real hard. Lots of people were killed.
Go see it. It will make you want to…drive around with Ryan Gosling and cry? That’s about it.
(And that “A Real Hero” song is so good that I almost hate it.)