martinmcdonough
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Many of the reviews on IMDB state that to fully appreciate the depth, social statements and prophetical implications of this move, the viewer needs to understand that this is both a statement of societal dysfunction as it is a foretelling of where we are headed as a species.
That's the kind of arrogance and elitism one displays when going to a jazz concert, sitting through a disjointed mess of a set, and saying something akin to, "you have to hear the notes they're NOT playing to appreciate the music."
This movie was a disjointed mess that started out as a slow burn, never sparked a fire, and never needed so much as an eye dropper of water to diffuse it. The over-use and inexplicably inconsistent use of the F bomb was baffling as well. Quentin Tarantino is a master at using profanity for maximum effect. This movie, however, drops F bombs wherever and whenever and for no good reason, and Julia Roberts' usage of the word seemed as awkward as a teenager on a first date. In all honest, I don't think she read the script beforehand.
In any event, I won't give the story away and the overloaded use of symbolism (the oil tanker... really?) and the many "what the $%$# does that have to do with anything" moments that promulgate this movie. All I will say is that this was two hours of my life I will never get back.
That's the kind of arrogance and elitism one displays when going to a jazz concert, sitting through a disjointed mess of a set, and saying something akin to, "you have to hear the notes they're NOT playing to appreciate the music."
This movie was a disjointed mess that started out as a slow burn, never sparked a fire, and never needed so much as an eye dropper of water to diffuse it. The over-use and inexplicably inconsistent use of the F bomb was baffling as well. Quentin Tarantino is a master at using profanity for maximum effect. This movie, however, drops F bombs wherever and whenever and for no good reason, and Julia Roberts' usage of the word seemed as awkward as a teenager on a first date. In all honest, I don't think she read the script beforehand.
In any event, I won't give the story away and the overloaded use of symbolism (the oil tanker... really?) and the many "what the $%$# does that have to do with anything" moments that promulgate this movie. All I will say is that this was two hours of my life I will never get back.
This show was so popular, it kept Saturday Night Live (when it first premiered with John Belushi, Dan Akroyd, Chevy Chase, Bill Murray, Jane Curtin, etc. Etc. Etc.) off the air in the Pittsburgh area until NBC forced the station to move Chiller Theater's time slot after SNL It stayed strong until NBC forced another move to 2:00 am after forcing a terrible late night show into Chiller's 1:00 am slot. Never forgotten, always a favorite and still popular to this day. So much so that now, with streaming channels and multiple cable outlets, the show is back for a limited 8-episode run, starting 9/9/23. Here's hoping it stays.