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i warmed up to millers crossing quickly after wat hing it its such a good movie

fist of fury (1972)

bruce lee's anger at anti-chinese racism concentrates to such a dense core, all others around him are dragged along by his gravity as he fires like a bullet into the heart of colonial japanese society in shanghai in his quest to avenge his teacher. he is a commanding physical purresence, and any scene where he speaks with his body is a highlight of the movie. we only had access to the dub of this movie and i badly want to watch with the originyal audio.

48 hrs. (1982)

i dont want to come up with coherent thoughts about this movie. its an american film from the 80s, so it feels like it came from an alien planet. was it good? i dont know man. i dont want to know.

the man who wasn't there (2001)

billy bob thornton's already stoic face is rendered literally stony from the decision to purrsent this film in black and white; shadows made monolithic, lights blinding, copious cigarette smoke painting thin lines in furgrounds as it fills backgrounds with haze. ed crane is great as a bumbling straight man surrounded by absurdity, in contrast to some other purrevious coen purrtagonists who are just as outlandish as the world around them. its good!

like its purredecessor, Return spends a significant amount of its run time on showing the jen-chieh training; this time, though, he is an unwitting student, learning physical discipline through labor as he studies the shaolin monks from afar. all of those scenes set up fur a wildly creative finale in the dyeing mill. overall awesome! very strange decision to outfit hsiao ho with a ridiculously over-the-top buck teeth mouthpiece? it's impawssible to look at anything else while he's in the furame.

return to the 36th chamber (1980)

it is a truly bizarre and inspired decision fur the sequel to 36th chamber to essentially be a clawmedic purrody of that movie and martial arts film in general, with gordon liu playing a diffurent character entirely as someone else takes the role of san te...but holy SHIT is this one good. it is a self aware but not self conscious love letter to the absurdity of movie martial arts, and the end result is just a blast to watch.

o brother, where art thou? (2000)

ive been struggling fur over a week to figure out something coherent i want to say about this movie, but all critical thought is inextricably tangled in hazy warm memories of watching this with my dad and learning to sing the songs on the soundtrack when i was tiny. it's a good movie! i wish i could conjure deepurr thoughts than that about it. mostly i just miss my dad when i think about it.

theres a chest with an elf bow right nearby and its like unrecognizable as a weapon. its just a bunch of shapes

do elfs wear shoes

i met my furst elf in dragons dogma and he was like "elves are so in love with the poetry of the bow as an expurression of the heart all our bows are terrible and dont shoot straight. this human-made bottom tier regular-ass hunting bow is better than any of the shit my people make" this is one of the funniest interpurrtations of "elves as mystical archers" imaginyable

hackers / johnny mnemonic is a purrfect double feature

oh and serial expurriments lain! fuck

also the soundtrack???? fuck me dude

MATTHEW LILLARD OH MY GODDDDDDDD LOOK AT YOU

holy shit the clawstuming in hackers is incredible

i hopped on to show my bf where i was at in dragons dogma and spent like an hour being relentlessly hounded by enemies just going between two towns beclaws overworld travel in that game is insane