Everyone adores these films, everyone except me that is and if I have to see them one more time I simply can't be held responsible for what I might do. They are over-rated, over-praised, over-wrought, and I'm over them.
I guess I was the only little girl who never wanted to be Scarlet O'Hara. I always wanted to see Rhett Butler haul off and give her a good punch in the face. If I never have to see her simpering smile again it'll be too see. Going, going, GONE!
Actually you can put most Mafia movies under this heading. I'm sick to death of the glorification of those Sicilian hoods. Thanks to Francis Ford we have a whole generation of kids who think of "hit man" as a viable career alternative.
Dull as dishwater telling of Clark's classic story. It also manages to be boring and pretentious to such as extent that if you dare mention not liking the film someone will always point out that you simply "didn't understand" it. Kubrick seemed to want to make a film that every acid head in the country would stagger out of babbling, "Wow, man, that was heavy." And that's exactly what he accomplished.
Sad to say that there are people who consider this to be a classic film. I can't even rationally discuss the many reasons why its a steaming heap of dung-- derivitive, unimaginative, and totally reliant upon CGI effects to carry its bloated corpse, this film is an abomination... and that's just for starters.
The Cuban community should rise up en masse and strike down each and every person associated with the making and distribution of this piece of offal. Instead SCARFACE has become a sensation. What hope is there for humanity? We are all "cockaroaches" and the mere existence of this flick proves it!
Let's pretend that the abysmal remake with Vince Vaugh never even occurred shall we? While not as loathsome as SCARFACE, PSYCHO is a movie I never hope to see again because each time I do I'm filled with the same sense of disappointment I had as a teenager when I saw it during its first run and guessed the "surprise" ending WHILE Janet Leigh was being stabbed in the shower. Sigh. What a bummer.
And thinking about PSYCHO always reminds me of this movie. I hate films that depend on "a surprise twist", especially when that fact is well publicised, because they are always too easily spotted when you know that they're going to be there. I got it when there was no transition scene between the shooting and Willis' contact with the boy. My daughter got it even earlier--when she noticed his name was Dr. Crowe... the crow being the symbol of impending death. Sigh once again.
There is so much scenery chewing going on in this flick that it's a wonder there was any wood left east of the Mississippi River! If any actor tried hamming it up like that today they'd be laughed off the screen. The only one who comes off well is Marilyn Monroe in her bit part as the bimbo wannabe actress.
I can't believe that anyone could ever have found this silliness the least bit frightening. Maybe a little gross in the pea soup scene if you had a queasy stomach, but scary? Get real! The only part that worked at all were the horrific scenes of medical torture the girl had to endure to rule out medical problems while her helpless mother was forced to watch. Now THAT'S horror!
Tom Cruise should apologize publically for this piece of crap in which a nice kid about to be accepted in an Ivy League College winds up as a shit talkin' pimp running a whorehouse out of the family home and smirking about it at the end. Good job there Tom. Nice role model.