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LoganCrews (2861 KP) rated Slumdog Millionaire (2008) in Movies
Sep 21, 2020
A once again astounding Dev Patel sells otherwise sulking, superficial melodrama. Don't you hate when the framing device is more interesting than the actual story? If not for the calamitous 𝘠𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺 then the stuff when they were kids here would be some of the worst moments of Boyle's entire career - overedited to smithereens, fetishistic of plight, and vaguely offensive. Even when this gets good I'm convinced this movie is much more concerned with dragging these characters through the mud and inflicting pain to wring synthetic sympathy rather than fleshing them out beyond one-note characterizations and abrupt turnarounds. Still pressed this brilliant premise didn't get the justice it truly deserved but the last hour of this is executed about as engagingly as it could have been, for what it ended up being (which only makes the transition from the older stuff to the newer stuff more jarring) and randomly gets super entertaining, if not much less simplistic. Score is pretty decent, too. It's alright but not sure why this shook everyone's world back in the day, you guys do know Indian cinema exists too, no? Way better than 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘥 but way shittier than 𝘓𝘪𝘰𝘯. The "Jai Ho" segment is as cringey as it is memorable.

LoganCrews (2861 KP) rated The Godfather (1972) in Movies
Sep 21, 2020 (Updated Sep 21, 2020)
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘢ï𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥... 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥."
"𝘖𝘩 -- 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢ï𝘷𝘦, 𝘒𝘢𝘺?"
Well I guess it's confirmed that this movie predicted Jefferey Epstein.
Have absolutely nothing constructive left to add that hasn't already been rightfully said by everybody else at this point, it's 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 - yes it's still a masterpiece. Brando gives the second greatest performance cinema has ever seen in this emotionally rich, lived-in, unstoppable portrait of a vaguely incomprehensible mob boss who is both insatiably bound to and undone by tradition - acting of this caliber is topped only by, you guessed it... James Franco in 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴! This isn't really all that secretly deep or anything either - it's just really good at what it does. Does the seemingly unachievable task of making a bunch of mob guys sitting around discussing business so fucking riveting. Pacino sits firmly in one of the quintessential starmaking performances, not a single less than exemplary performance can even be found here. The front half of the last hour is rather sloppy, jumping around uncomfortably between times - but remains nonetheless mesmerizing and spotlessly written. And how about that location cinematography? A sprawling, hypnotic dirge - you could write a novel about how amazing this is, and I'm sure people already have.
"𝘖𝘩 -- 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢ï𝘷𝘦, 𝘒𝘢𝘺?"
Well I guess it's confirmed that this movie predicted Jefferey Epstein.
Have absolutely nothing constructive left to add that hasn't already been rightfully said by everybody else at this point, it's 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 - yes it's still a masterpiece. Brando gives the second greatest performance cinema has ever seen in this emotionally rich, lived-in, unstoppable portrait of a vaguely incomprehensible mob boss who is both insatiably bound to and undone by tradition - acting of this caliber is topped only by, you guessed it... James Franco in 𝘚𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴! This isn't really all that secretly deep or anything either - it's just really good at what it does. Does the seemingly unachievable task of making a bunch of mob guys sitting around discussing business so fucking riveting. Pacino sits firmly in one of the quintessential starmaking performances, not a single less than exemplary performance can even be found here. The front half of the last hour is rather sloppy, jumping around uncomfortably between times - but remains nonetheless mesmerizing and spotlessly written. And how about that location cinematography? A sprawling, hypnotic dirge - you could write a novel about how amazing this is, and I'm sure people already have.