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It seems to me that this is a series for people who peaked in their thirties, and now are pining for these wild years of partying, alcohol, (light) drugs, casual sex and no responsibilities.

There's apparently no script: the directory probably instructed the actors to go out for New Year's Eve, do and say whatever they like, and please don't mind if there's a camera recording it all.

The slow sex scene is about nine minutes long, so for a fifth of the runtime I was watching softcore porn.

If you want a nitty-gritty, real life feeling of how' young people spend their evenings... don't watch this. Go out with your friends. The end result will be better.

..that Demi Moore lost the Academy to Mikey Madison. Mikey shows exactly two emotions in Anora: the fake happiness of a sex worker doing her job, and the screeching rage of a sex worker threatened with losing her golden goose husband.

I cannot believe that Sean Baker beat Coralie Fargeat. The main task of the director of Anora must have been managing the level of shouts and telling Mikey to raise her butt a bit more to better fill the frame.

I cannot believe that Baker won a Best Screenplay too. The first act is an OnlyFans clip, the second is a frantic search for the runaway husband ("Have you seen this man?" repeated ad nauseam) seasoned with yells, screams, catfights and pandemonium. The third act is Anora realizing that, after earning 25 K$ (plus a three-carat diamond) in the space of a few days, now the party is over and she'll have to return to her job. Poor baby.

I cannot believe that Baker won *a third* statuette for editing, beating thousands of TikTokers who daily do a better job. Some scenes are cut with a hatchet and joined with a slap of Gorilla glue.

I don't mind rooting for anti-heroes, for flawed characters and even for out-and-out evil guys, but I cannot stomach a pampered idiot for more than a few minutes.

I must admit that I probably missed the cathartic final scene, that according to some reviewers is the most important one: as soon as Mikey dropped her pants for the umpteenth time I hit fast forward to see if anything happened before the closing credits, or if it was yet another gratuitous sex scene. It seems that she breaks into tears halfway through the lap dance. Surely Oscar material.

If you like people yelling at each other for 2+ hours this is the movie for you.

Want a high-tension sniper duel? "Enemy at the gates". A gripping story of a recent war? Guy Ritchie's "Covenant". A story that's not told from one side only? Eastwood's own "Flags of our Fathers" and "Letters from Iwo Jima". A edge-of-your-seat sniper attack? "Full Metal Jacket". A movie where you can actually distinguish one camo-clad soldier from another? "12 soldiers".

American Sniper is just a 2.5 hours long recruitment ad; I wasn't even remotely invested in the main character, who is supposed to be a good guy (the real life Chris Kyle sounded like a sociopath).

I was revolted when he terrorized civilians and put childrens in his rifle scope.

Two notes on Eastwood, who has shown in other movies to be an excellent director: the scene with the newborn "doll baby" should have been re-shot, and the final scene when Cooper jokingly points a gun at his wife is jaw-dropping unbelievable - he's a trained sniper for crying out loud!

I thought he was going to shoot Taya due to his PTSD, then when she didn't react I thought it was a dream sequence... But no, it seems that gung-ho "legends" are allowed to disregard basic, common sense firearm training.