Some thoughts
1. I don't remember this Simpsons episode (comedy achieved)
2. Men are so pathetic
3. Totally unexpected horror

Some thoughts
1. I don't remember this Simpsons episode (comedy achieved)
2. Men are so pathetic
3. Totally unexpected horror

i mean midnight cowboy is miles better but anyway,

the exploration of hollywood freak offs in the 30s, the vintage diddy way i guess lmao

but seriously, it is based on a book & i think it should've stayed as a book tbh, the movie didn't add much to it visually sadly, the plot is okay but not for that runtime, it got boring to quickly. 

i did appreciate the theme of
"the free woman, the woman that you are chasing because she is free, yet jealousy arises immediately once she finds someone else, you literally fell in love with a hoe dawg... what u expect???" in addition to their normal hollywood bullshit. 

i mean midnight cowboy is miles better but anyway,

the exploration of hollywood freak offs in the 30s, the vintage diddy way i guess lmao

but seriously, it is based on a book & i think it should've stayed as a book tbh, the movie didn't add much to it visually sadly, the plot is okay but not for that runtime, it got boring to quickly. 

i did appreciate the theme of
"the free woman, the woman that you are chasing because she is free, yet jealousy arises immediately once she finds someone else, you literally fell in love with a hoe dawg... what u expect???" in addition to their normal hollywood bullshit. 

i mean midnight cowboy is miles better but anyway,

the exploration of hollywood freak offs in the 30s, the vintage diddy way i guess lmao

but seriously, it is based on a book & i think it should've stayed as a book tbh, the movie didn't add much to it visually sadly, the plot is okay but not for that runtime, it got boring to quickly. 

i did appreciate the theme of
"the free woman, the woman that you are chasing because she is free, yet jealousy arises immediately once she finds someone else, you literally fell in love with a hoe dawg... what u expect???" in addition to their normal hollywood bullshit. 

i mean midnight cowboy is miles better but anyway,

the exploration of hollywood freak offs in the 30s, the vintage diddy way i guess lmao

but seriously, it is based on a book & i think it should've stayed as a book tbh, the movie didn't add much to it visually sadly, the plot is okay but not for that runtime, it got boring to quickly. 

i did appreciate the theme of
"the free woman, the woman that you are chasing because she is free, yet jealousy arises immediately once she finds someone else, you literally fell in love with a hoe dawg... what u expect???" in addition to their normal hollywood bullshit. 

The last 13 minutes are phenomenal—genuinely apocalyptic, surreal, chaotic, everything I was promised. But my god… the 2 hours and 11 minutes before that are dreadful. I get that it’s supposed to show the hollowness and repetition of Hollywood, but there are ways to do that without making me feel hollow for two straight hours.

The film just stalls. Nothing escalates, nothing deepens, nothing gets stranger. It’s the same emotional note played on repeat. Todd’s desperation should feel like part of Hollywood’s sickness, but it just comes across as sad romantic yearning. None of it builds to anything. It’s pretty to look at, sure, but it’s emotionally flat and narratively static.

Honestly, everything before the riot could’ve been trimmed down to 15 minutes and it would’ve made an incredible short film. Instead, the drag is so severe that by the time the film finally explodes into that perfect nightmare of an ending, I was too drained to actually give a fuck. I loved the ending—but the slog before it was so shattering that it diluted its own impact.

Phenomenal finale. Painfully dead middle. A masterpiece trapped inside a movie that refuses to wake up.

The last 13 minutes are phenomenal—genuinely apocalyptic, surreal, chaotic, everything I was promised. But my god… the 2 hours and 11 minutes before that are dreadful. I get that it’s supposed to show the hollowness and repetition of Hollywood, but there are ways to do that without making me feel hollow for two straight hours.

The film just stalls. Nothing escalates, nothing deepens, nothing gets stranger. It’s the same emotional note played on repeat. Todd’s desperation should feel like part of Hollywood’s sickness, but it just comes across as sad romantic yearning. None of it builds to anything. It’s pretty to look at, sure, but it’s emotionally flat and narratively static.

Honestly, everything before the riot could’ve been trimmed down to 15 minutes and it would’ve made an incredible short film. Instead, the drag is so severe that by the time the film finally explodes into that perfect nightmare of an ending, I was too drained to actually give a fuck. I loved the ending—but the slog before it was so shattering that it diluted its own impact.

Phenomenal finale. Painfully dead middle. A masterpiece trapped inside a movie that refuses to wake up.

Jesus, look how they massacred my boy. Ya know maybe the locusts were the friends we made along the way. Na it was that bitch of blonde Feye, and ya know maybe those folks at the end. Big ups Donald Sutherland love to see you act. Olive Oil! 

P.s. This movie has the best transition I will ever see in my life.

Jesus, look how they massacred my boy. Ya know maybe the locusts were the friends we made along the way. Na it was that bitch of blonde Feye, and ya know maybe those folks at the end. Big ups Donald Sutherland love to see you act. Olive Oil! 

P.s. This movie has the best transition I will ever see in my life.