Oh hey it’s The Nice Guy’s Complaint done up arthouse style, meant to render male entitlement, unwarranted sexual jealousy, and personal ineffectualness as something deep and meaningful. It’s not.
Steven Moffat is now stealing plots from Ed Wood-esque parodies of science fiction. Because he just rewrote Chubby Rain.
Winners are indicated. I got 16/24. Pretty good, if I may say so myself.
Have you been paying attention to what the movies have been saying — what the movies have really been saying — all summer? Here’s a refresher.
Alternately intriguing and infuriating: it’s very like the sort of movie exuberantly excessive Gatsby himself might have made.
A colossal affair swollen with the hubris and arrogance of men who trail the foul dust of mayhem in their wake.
The women of After Ellen think it’s totes cute to sort other women into “shag,” “marry,” or “dump” categories…
For your reading pleasure…
But I wonder what Fitzgerald would make of it. I bet he’d love it.
Let’s get our geek on for the coming year!