I have to point this out (even if it contradicts the picture above). 😁 "Jaws" isn't actually a shark movie. I don't care what anyone tells you. Sure, there are sharks in it—real ones, too, not those cheap rubber props or some glitchy CGI mess you see in modern flops—but that’s not what the film is about. It’s something else entirely.
I think the last movie that actually shook me—the kind that leaves you with this nagging, itchy sense of unease for days afterward—was "29 Palms" by B. Dumonta. Thank God I only caught Dodgeball fifteen minutes after watching Jaws. 😁 So, I ended up spending the rest of the night basically dying of laughter. Honestly, what else could I have done? 😁
Honestly, this movie has one of the best endings I've ever seen. It’s not over-dramatized or trying too hard to pull at your heartstrings. In fact, it's almost startlingly blunt. But once you sit with it and really process what happened? It feels incredibly raw and real. It’s probably the only way that situation could have actually played out.
The ending wasn't the only way this could have gone down—the director definitely kept us guessing until the final frame—but when it actually hits, just like in the real-life tragedy, you feel this total sense of identification and pure helplessness. It’s that gut-wrenching feeling you get during a war, where everything you've built—your education, your life's work, your wildest dreams—suddenly means absolutely nothing because your entire existence is now at the mercy of someone else. Truly chilling.
nimbleridge8 said:🙂 Honestly, that movie was beautiful. It’s easily one of the best things I’ve watched in a long while. I love movies that actually make me feel something. I mean, if I walk out of a theater feeling completely indifferent, I consider it a total waste of money. Why even bother? After watching "The Motorcycle Diaries," I was completely wiped out for at least half an hour. I couldn't pull myself together. The tears started creeping in during the second half of the film, but once he crossed that river to celebrate a birthday with those lepers? That was it. I just couldn't hold it back anymore. Truly beautiful. 😕 All they did was laugh at me later because I actually cried...🙄
Damn, honestly? I completely drifted off during that scene. I don't know. To me, Che Guevara was never that mystical figure everyone makes him out to be, so the movie didn't really do anything for me either. All that revolutionary struggle throughout Latin America always felt like a blur to me—just distant noise. Honestly, just look at how Castro turned out. A dictator? That’s the reality. 🙄
quietmason58 said:This movie is an absolute blast. But honestly? Maybe I’ve just been brainwashed by all this Hollywood garbage. Is that it? Am I just a victim of the industry? It felt too good to be true.
Exactly like that, but only the second half. Like someone said—we’re heading back to the era of plain, honest storytelling.
William Martinez84 said:The movie is honestly incredible. Sure, if that’s your thing... you know, those documentary-style vibes and all that. There's plenty of stuff out there with that kind of energy.
Yeah, it wasn't bad. I actually drifted off toward the end—right when they were crossing the river to reach those typhus victims or whatever they were called. It’s a decent documentary, though it really shows what a wimp Che Guevara actually was. They just aren't the icons we used to think they were. 😁
Noah Harris50 said:It’s an old topic, but I can’t just sit here and stay quiet. I’ve been skimming through what everyone else has written, and honestly, it makes my skin crawl seeing people call this movie a masterpiece. To be blunt, I didn't have the patience to read every single comment here, but I agree with almost everything Raymond said. Aside from the fact that Scarlett and Bill did a decent job playing two pathetic losers, I can't find anything else good about this film. The humor feels like something out of a Dustin Hoffman cartoon. I don't get who else finds this "quirky" style funny—where twenty Japanese phrases are translated using five English words? Maybe a six-year-old. Bill on a treadmill??? The one he can't figure out how to turn off? Come on. There's barely a treadmill in existence where the STOP button isn't bright red and visible from space for safety reasons. He’s staying at a hotel full of tourists, and I'm supposed to believe the gym equipment is all labeled in Japanese??? The Fax that keeps him awake was just another reason why the jokes in the theater were falling flat. Geez... And why did I have to endure fifteen minutes of fucking karaoke??? Seriously... Scarlett, this young woman, goes to Japan and is abandoned by her muses—oh, the tragedy. She can't handle a whole new world like Japan, so instead of doing something with her life while she's young and talented, she spends her days and nights in a hotel bar. What a pathetic sob story. I will say, I liked how those two lonely souls ( 🙂 ) ended up together, and how they formed that connection without a single kiss or a moment of sex. They understood each other on some higher level, but they are pathetically miserable. The movie is boring. Shallow. Longman. Disappointing. But what annoyed me most—as someone who views film as art, and as someone who uses movies to kill boredom—is the unearned hype this garbage received. Everywhere I look, I see "masterpiece," "work of art," 5 out of 5 stars, 10 out of 10, 32 out of 32. And then, in the end, they serve us this pile of shit. Whatever. If this is a masterpiece, where does that leave something like The Godfather? Not to mention plenty of other films that actually hold much more value.
Man, you clearly missed the entire point of this movie.🙂 🙂
Look, this rebel hasn't even seen the movie, but they hit the nail on the head regarding how much it gets right. Why? Because they’re telling the truth. I’ve watched the film, and honestly, I still have that lingering sense of nausea I get whenever I sit through those "neutral" American films—which are incredibly insidious, by the way. Just think back to that whole mess in Ottawa involving Julia and Romeo, or that murdered guest; see how he exploited them while completely ignoring the countless women being assaulted and the civilians being slaughtered. Instead, we get some romanticized nonsense about a captive woman falling for someone like Slavko Stimac 🙂 --- what a joke. It’s the same old story. All those tired tropes associated with "Artist Martin Scorsese" are all over this. The man has completely lost his mind, and now he’s hiding behind this supposed anti-globalism, his heritage, or his "unbounded artistic nature."
Oh, please. You’re just spinning yarns now to kill five minutes. It’s not like anyone overseas actually understands what went down over there anyway. Just say the movie is a decent attempt at using cinema to hammer home how pointless war is, blah blah blah... Sure, it's got its political slant, but who’s going to complain about sympathizing with the poor Canadians? Right, Sherry? 👋
Sophia Evans76 said:The whole thing with the burgundy color isn't some deep, hidden symbolism... it’s just the most basic example of using visuals to drive storytelling. It's like how writers use words in a novel; filmmakers use images. Anyway, film is a visual medium. It doesn't have the patience for constant rhetorical explanations. Dialogue and sound are secondary in movies; the image is king.
Hmm... thanks for clearing that up. You're a legend. 👋 Do you work in film or something? What’s your take on what counts as a symbol versus a metaphor versus just an image? (You've got me a little turned around here 🙂))
Sophia Evans76 said:Honestly, that woman is more of a metaphor for his empty existence... her hair is that specific shade of burgundy, the exact same color his wife serves him... and he just doesn't have the backbone to say no. It’s less about her and more about how he can't break free from this dull, repetitive cycle that's slowly killing him. He craves something different, but he always ends up back with boring old burgundy. Maybe it's a lack of grit? Or some belief in determinism? Who knows...
Haha, nice catch. You managed to pull that out of thin air, though you might actually be onto something. But honestly? That burgundy hair and that rug... I can't. I just can't deal with it. It's too much for me because I watched the movie completely literally—no deep symbolism, no overthinking. I just took it at face value, which is honestly why I liked it so much.
Sophia Williams said:That train scene? That’s from the movie "General," featuring Buster, who never actually laughed—until he went broke and had no choice but to start smiling...
No, it isn't. I remember that specific movie I mentioned. Go watch it; you'll see the whole thing is a comedy. And why are you messing around about Buster? Wasn't he always a comedian?
I haven't sat through much of their stuff, just a few titles from some film classes—mostly those old Chaplin classics and some pre-war Laurel & Hardy clips on TV. Still, I found myself cracking up at certain scenes from Buster Keaton's 'Our Hospitality' —that train sequence, for instance, was something else.
Has anyone checked out this new one from Zalica? I just caught it yesterday at the film festival, so I’m not sure if this thread already existed. There are some killer jokes involving that classic Canadian vibe. Most of the themes still lean into the war era, but there are these great post-war elements mixed in—the way they portray the Nov Pazar resident in that setting is absolutely hilarious, not to mention those performances by Bogdan Diklic and that wild scene with Galmock. Honestly, the writer really nailed the local mentality and the general mood of the people there. It did get a little bit sappy toward the end, which was a bit much, but overall? It’s super good. Definitely give it a watch if you haven't yet... Best,