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1997
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A killer with a split personality dreams about the woman he murdered until his true nature intrudes and shatters the fantasy, plunging him headlong into a purgatorial nightmare where he relives his Misdeed until mercy is bestowed upon him and he rides the lightning. It should also be noted that, unlike MULHOLLAND DRIVE, how devoid his dream is of any real emotion (save for the scene when he tries to explain to his parents why he did what he did),…
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1997
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
A killer with a split personality dreams about the woman he murdered until his true nature intrudes and shatters the fantasy, plunging him headlong into a purgatorial nightmare where he relives his Misdeed until mercy is bestowed upon him and he rides the lightning. It should also be noted that, unlike MULHOLLAND DRIVE, how devoid his dream is of any real emotion (save for the scene when he tries to explain to his parents why he did what he did),…
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1976
The only thing more disturbing than this grimy masterpiece is seeing it with a (largely male) audience who lose their giddy shit every time our troubled, racist antihero commits an act of misguided vigilantism. And thus the film earns its staying power as a dirty mirror to our fucked up national psyche.
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1983
Improbably, this film, more than any other, recalls for me that ultra-specific feeling of being a kid. It always, without fail, manages to deeply move me.
It also happens to be one of two major motion pictures starring Melinda Dillon where another character makes weird sculptures out of mashed potatoes.
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1976
The only thing more disturbing than this grimy masterpiece is seeing it with a (largely male) audience who lose their giddy shit every time our troubled, racist antihero commits an act of misguided vigilantism. And thus the film earns its staying power as a dirty mirror to our fucked up national psyche.
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1983
Improbably, this film, more than any other, recalls for me that ultra-specific feeling of being a kid. It always, without fail, manages to deeply move me.
It also happens to be one of two major motion pictures starring Melinda Dillon where another character makes weird sculptures out of mashed potatoes.
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