speaking from my own art school experience this is pretty much accurate

glover's roadhouse event supports and enhances the movie in a way that makes me unsure it could survive outside of that personal ritual.

"i noticed you have braces. i have braces too."

this movie is an endless toy commercial but i won't lie, i watched it like 900 times when i was six and i can still probably quote most of the dialogue if prompted :( sorry, cinema

i was really disappointed that the post-credits sequence wasn't vin and the rock just full-on making out

CALL CHARLES GRODIN A BITTER OLD MAN ONE MORE TIME AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS, JUST SEE WHAT HAPPENS

this might be my favorite movie title ever.

$19,000. not bad.

a decent primer if you know very little about him, and plenty of talking heads to inform you why you're wrong to know very little about him. but if you know more than "he existed and was influential" the most you're going to learn here is trivia

richard hell is adorable, in that "not really all that adorable" kind of way

jesus christ it's so good to see models again and not cgi

i wish modern cgi looked half as cool as a bunch of dudes in glow-dicked spandex drinking weirdly lit water

i have never in my entire life seen a single more expensive powerpoint presentation.

just sat through 5 hours and 20-or-so minutes of truly compelling meditation on the process of mediocritization that comes with getting old and paunchy

okay i just saw this on the big screen and like i made two faces throughout, with zero exceptions: it was either :O or :D straight through. my lips were so dry, and these pretzels are making me thirsty.

chris sarandon is, no lie, the shooter mcgavin of vampires. and i adore him for that. less so for the questionable sexual politics of turning a lesbian into baraka from mortal kombat ii, which i suspect would be referred to as "problematic" by people getting degrees in this BS.

one day i prayed to jesus that i would get to see a severed head attempt cunnilingus on a woman who posed for playboy and the next day i saw "re-animator" before jesus turned it into a fish which i then ate.

not gonna lie: i gave this three stars and i think three of them are just for my memory of the bauhaus bits at the beginning. but god those bits are so cool

i loved everything about this but GOD did the music grate after a while. who would have thought that music produced in the 70s would be so gaudy?

This is nothing less than a document of the death of the great American hunter-gatherer, one failed sale at a time.

A good story, well-acted, but not particularly well-told (which, in a movie about storytelling itself, seems to be a bit of a cardinal sin). It's all told out of chronological order, but the pacing of the order felt... off, like it lost its rhythm somewhere in the middle. Worth seeing -- not worth canonizing among Almodovar's more spectacular triumphs.

Pennebaker's done better film-wise, but the strength of the concert alone is enough to earn five stars from me.