Have you seen Talk Radio? Sooooooo good.
I am a little ashamed of loving Oliver Stone movies as much as I do.
Ha, I was ready to make this post. Talk Radio
is the first thing that comes to my mind when I hear the name Oliver Stone. Great film.
Caller: "Hello, I'm black."
Barry: "What do you want, a fuckin' mettle?"
Anyways, I just watched this:
I would definitely consider this to be some sort of mind-melting cinematic triumph.
So I'm one step closer to thinking that this is some deepass groundbreaking shit that "you just don't get." Unfortunately, I'm the one who didn't "get" it. The whole thing pretty much bored the shit out of me, save the scenes with Heath and Charlotte. Most of the acting seemed laughably bad. Ben Whishaw was horrible. Christian Bale sucked. I wanted to punch Cate Blanchett in the face. It clearly had the feel of an "important" film that could easily capture the hearts of "critics" and those who "appreciate art" or whatever the fuck. As is the case with many of my favorite films. But those actually do something for me. There was next to nothing in this film that I could even remotely care about.
Why the fuck didn't Gere jump out of the train car to be reunited with his faithful dog? Miserable sack of shit.
So, um, yeah. Getting older isn't as bad as it sounds. Better than being young & poor (DjDrake) or young & slutty (SG) or young, poor and slutty (Paves); am I right?
Alright, my friends. It's time for another solid little rock jam