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If the expression "Burning Bridges" could be a movie It would be this one. The absolute best of the South Park philosophy condensed into 90 minutes of pure awesomeness. An absolute blast of a movie that shits on every form idealistic thinking recasting It as a form of ideological delusion, and on every delusions, no matter how well It disguises Itself as idealism.Team America works wonderfully as screwball comedy, anti-ideological manifesto, and dystopian vision of a world bereft of Common Sense.

Remember that Gus Van Sant's movie about the last days of Kurt Kobain? To be fair this is slightly more cheerful. But not by much.... I don't know, the last moments of the Bard on this Earth may really have been an insufferable slog, spent mourning the death of his only son ( Hamnet) gardening his lot, signing redacted versions of his will, and getting pussy-wept by the women of the house, - who ( this is never stated, but somewhat laughably implied) were just as talented as he was, but could never prove It because they were banned in the kitchen by a society of pesky white man ( I say white, because blacks are built different, we'll come to that) - maybe It really ended like this: but poor me! From the man who created a whole World! I was hoping for something a little marrier. It came to a point where I was suffering through scene after scene just to get to the epic Ben Johnson's drunken night that ( allegedly) put an end to It all. When It finally arrived, I won't lie.. I chuckled. But I guess It was more about the Falstaffian scene I had in mind rather then what Branaght had put on the screen, which was as dreary and miserable as everything else here. When Ben acknowledges Will's greateness with a " you, bastard" I thought yes! That's the way to go.. humor! lifullness! That's what this movie needed. We know a little more then nothing about William Shakespeare, the most enigmatic of geniuses. So little in fact, that his very identity has been put into question throughout time. Some people seriously thought that Francis Bacon had written his dramas. They couldn't take the fact that an " illiterate actor" from Stratford could be the greatest writer in the English language. People are funny like that. Moral of the story: the scarcity of historical evidences left the writers of this movie with a great deal of freedom. Of which, in my humble opinion, they have made the worst possible use. I really didn't know what to expect coming into this: whether It would be an explosive meta experiment, in the vein of the excellent Looking for Richard or Greengrass' A Cock and Bull story: a documentary- style exercise in paranoia, like JFK, where the factual as well as the counter factual theories about the Bard would be put into question, or a stylized homage to the Bard's many creations, maybe ( making this up as I go along) staged as a version of the Tempest, with Prospero, the great wizard, retreating to Stratford, and breaking his stuff " bury It certain fathoms in the Earth"... It was none of the above. It was a dreary depressing ( sorry!) "Elegiac" account of Shakespeare's relation with the women of the house, with a tired subplot about the rising of that very Puritanism that would before long put an End to the Theater that Will loved so much, and, more importantly, make the life of Will's daughters a whole lot harder. Them poor souls now are gonna be buried in them fuckin kitchens! With no plays to cheer them up, and no sex. There is a single visual reference to a play, Coriolanus. It involves a flashback of a big black guy, played by an actor who was once in love with one of Will's daughters. You can kiss goodbye to da thing gals! Under Puritanism these poor girls are getting none. Let alone from Blacked.. sorry Black. Mistyping there. Final note: Judi Dench and Ian McKellen are in this. They made me wanna go back and watch their glorious rendition of the MACBETH. That was great. Truly, truly great.

Here we go: the undisputed King of Overratedness, The Overrated Movie Squared: the most overrated movie of the most overrated director of our (or any) time. I'll start with the only positive: The movie has striking visuals. Nolan hired a entire team of Nobel winning scientists to make sure his visual representation of a space ship (!) With humans in It (!!) safely falling into a Black Hole and popping out on the other end of our Galaxy (!!!) instead of turning into.. lets say.. radiation? - would be top notch. Too bad he forgot to put any depth or interesting theme in his movie. Watch 2001 and then this and find out what It means to build a movie through a " visual narrative" embedded into unfathomable thematic depths as opposed to create compelling but empty visuals on which a movie maker (who's fancing himself a scientist, ) is slapping on an obnoxious amount of exposition ( something a high-school boy could have come up with reading an article on Wikipedia,) to justify a schmolzy nonsensical plot about paternal love in space. The sentimentality in this makes the worst Spielberg look like Haneke and Haneke like Mother Cabrini. I was fearing a sudden attack of diabetes while watching It. The more Nolan tries to ape Kubrick's greateness the more insufferable his exposition - heavy writing becomes. The performances are so forgettable they aren't even worth mentioning except for McConaughey, who's plain bad. I'm not giving it one star out of respect for the time and effort that went into this, but If I had to judge the movie based on how much I was bored and aggravated by its vision I would give this the lowest rating available. I enjoyed Armageddon more then this. And that's saying something

It may not be Citizen Kane, but I don't give a flying fuck because Major League is one of the most awesomest movies of all time. It has everything I need: a relatable (and well told ) rags-to- ritches underdog story, great training montages! And characters that's impossible not to like. To these days when I hear Wild Thing play l can't hold my smile thinking of Charlie that hits the field to strike that asshole the fuck out!

Things must be quite bad in Movie Land if an interesting idea ( no metter how mediocrily brought to life) and decent enough production values count for a good movie nowadays. When I rented this on Prime I wasn't expecting anything but the 5 bucks worth I spent on It. And I didn't even get that. This movie is as flat and disposable as a fast food burger. Everything is so everage that It could be used as a bench mark for perfect entropic balance. There isn't a thing a scene, cut, performance moment that isn't gloriously epicly everage. Except for the skeptic guy. He was badly written and annoyingly played. I think the movie could still have been moderately enjoyable if It hadn't bee so bogged down by It's commitment to the tired foundfootage trope. Just forget about that nonsense and set the movie on a 70s talk show set. The direction could have been more daring. Maybe the pace and rhythm leading to the final crescendo would have worked better.. but that's the movie's main idea...you know what? I take back what I said about the "interesting idea" in the beginning. The idea here was as mediocre as It's execution