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St A (ca) wrote: Think Robocop fighting with the cast of Mortal Kombat against Nazi demons from Hell. This film is up there with the likes of The Room, Birdemic and Troll 2 in that it's so bad it's fun and hilarious to watch.
Doctor S (kr) wrote: If you've ever fantasized about seeing a sweaty Tom Bosley in tight bermuda shorts, your ship has arrived. For the other 6 billion people on the planet, stay far away from this made-for-SciFi travesty. This movie actually dares you to turn it off with its continuous parade of bad acting, worse dialogue, and even worse special effects. Yeah, and the Mr.Cunningham thing. Poor plucky Kristen Miller can't catch a break here, the only saving grace in preventing half-star hell.
Charlotte T (es) wrote: Bee Season is boring and misleading, falling flat immediately and never developing any warmth. It believes it's intelligent, when in fact it's just pretentious. Its cast do nothing to help its overwhelmingly dull tone, Minghella coming across as one-dimensional, Binoche as unsure of her portrayal, and Gere as not believable. Don't waste your time on Bee Season; it overwhelms and under-delivers.
Lela E (de) wrote: Leslie Man bugs me in this movie though. She's such a cry-baby.
Daniel L (fr) wrote: An intense ride with great performances from Gene Hackman and Denzel Washington
M G (fr) wrote: Waters is a perfect example of work to which some want to reflexively attach the label of art simply on the grounds that it is unconventional and pushes the boundaries of taste. The lack of more writer-directors like John Waters is not due to his genius but ironically due to the commonplace-ness of his gutter mentality. Any one of us could produce this one-grade-higher-than-pornography kind of smut. But we don't -- because it's sub-mental and lacks the kind of overarching structure/design that could synthesize from the psychopathology of everyday life existential insights into the meaning of life. Unlike Woody Allen's works, which transcend in this fashion, or a film like Eyes Wide Shut, which manages to achieve the art of immanence, the humanity presented here is nothing we could identify with. Much like serial killers and con artists (people with antisocial personality disorder) were once children who liked to torture animals and pull the legs of insects, the people who grow up to like most of John Waters's fare were likely developmentally delayed youth who carry a diffuse identity into adulthood and whose fondest memories as children were of jokes that end in "and then he let one rip" and incidents involving wedggies and spitballs. In the Woody Allen film Crimes & Misdemeanors (which I would recommend you see a 10th time before you give any of Waters's films a go), the TV producer Lester in a pompous account of his own creative mind for a PBS series remarks of comedy: "if it bends, it's funny -- if it breaks [it isn't]." Ever the buffoon, Lester's maxim has its place in an evaluation of comedy. Allen bends. Tarantino bends. [Guy] Ritchie bends. Waters breaks. But in order for this film to qualify as art, there needs to be psychology -- and there is no psychology to the violence, depravity, or aberrations of human appetites. It reveals a writer-director who has less than zero to contribute to our understanding, appreciation, or criticism of the human condition. If that's the level of mind produced by Baltimore, I'll take Manhattan.
Kyle B (kr) wrote: A really interesting movie with amazing performances from Katharine Hepburn, Elizabeth Taylor, and Montgomery Clift. Amazing writing, great cinematography, and a really strong score
Patrick M (fr) wrote: Great acting and cool film noir cinematography.