Bros: When The Screaming Stops

The reason I got this movie is that I read an interview with the Pet Shop Boys, and they were so fascinated by this movie that they watched it multiple times. But they didn’t really say whether it was… good, I guess?

It’s not, really. I mean, it’s kinda interesting in that they allow themselves to come off as blithering morons, spouting stuff about “two rectangles coming together and forming a square” (right), but as someone who didn’t like Bros back then, this didn’t make me like them now.

But I guess it’s pretty well-made in many ways?

Bros: When The Screaming Stops. Joe Pearlman, David Soutar, Rupert Smith. 2018.

I’m No Angel

Such impressive film effects.

As always with Mae West movies, when Mae West is on the screen, the movie is really enjoyable. When she’s not, it mostly languishes, because it seems that nobody else are given any good lines?

I totally understand why Mae West’s movies did gangbusters back then, and I also understand why none of these show up on the “best movies EVER” lists — they’re enjoyable, but lack that little spark that makes them something you’d obsess about?

I’m No Angel. Wesley Ruggles. 1933.

Waking Up Dead

This movie gave me whiplash. It starts off as a very fast-paced zany comedy with nine swivel cuts per second — and then all of a sudden, we’re in a totally different movie, which is all about suicide and stuff.

I wonder whether covid happened in the middle of making this movie? The first half is shot on many different locations and outdoors and stuff, and the last half is basically in a couple of rooms.

Very strange, and the movie doesn’t work.

Waking Up Dead. Terracino. 2022.