I thought the movie was pretty solid, though I can't shake this nagging feeling that there was just one little thing missing to make it truly great. But honestly? Who cares! It’s still a good watch.
I’m actually really digging this. I’m not exactly sitting here waiting for some deep Shakespearean drama like Hamlet, but if we get plenty of intense swordplay and some satisfying hack-and-slash action, then I am all in!
silentharbor88 said:Has anyone else caught this one? 😁 To me, it’s such a hilarious watch, especially with all those little nods to his other stuff (like the Schwarzenegger library 😂 ).
Plus, we even get a cameo from Sir Humphrey. 🙂
shree_kali said:Wait, did you say "Schwarzennegger library"? 🤣
Well, what exactly did I write in my very first post? Seriously? 😁
Honestly, the movie just keeps getting better every single time you revisit it, and I mean it right now. 😂
Anyway, did anyone catch what was written on that poster advertising Lethal Weapon starring Mel and Danny? I think it mentioned which sequel it was, but I totally missed it.
And there was that funny little moment where Blade said something along the lines of "Forgive Rambo" while they were in that weapons museum.
Samuel Lewis3 said:Honestly, the only thing that really gets under my skin is how we never seem to get a straight answer on how those three specific methods are actually utilized over here in the States... I'm just sitting around waiting for some kind of breakthrough or innovation in that area. 😁
🙂 So, you're telling me you're still in the dark too? 😂 😂 😂
Has anyone else checked this one out? 😁 I found it absolutely hilarious, especially with all those little nods to his old classics like the 😂Schwarzenegger library . Plus, we even got a cameo from Sir Humphrey. 🙂
Joseph Thomas4 said:It would honestly be a bucket list item for me just to sit down and watch a single movie featuring that specific quartet: Chuck Norris, Jean-Claude Van Damme, Sylvester Stallone, and Steven Seagal, all while Dolph Lundgren plays a literal punching bag in the background.
But before they even get a chance to shine, imagine Lundgren just absolutely demolishing them like a roll of summer sausage, and then after he’s done, he just sits there for a second with a tiny bit of blood from his nose and a little trickle of cheap ketchup leaking out of the corner of his mouth before finishing the job by frying them all with 100,000 volts.
Then, right at the very end of the flick, after he's successfully squeezed every last drop of life out of them, they actually manage to take him down.
It’s not quite worth weeping over, though I can't deny there's a certain heaviness in your heart when someone whose work you truly cherished passes away.
Sure, he was definitely a bit eccentric—he wasn't exactly the type to memorize lines, so they’d actually hold his script right behind the actor he was facing, and he’d just use his seasoned skills to subtly glance from the text to his co-star, which always resulted in a top-tier performance. He was a rebel through and through, and Hollywood never really took him in, but I find myself constantly revisiting those incredible performances in my mind.
To be honest, if the very last physical copy of his films vanished from the face of the earth, that might actually warrant more tears than his passing, but I suppose the grief sits somewhere in that same neighborhood.
I wouldn't go so far as to echo what people said about James Dean—that the idea of his movies disappearing is almost more terrifying than the man himself dying—but still... expressing this kind of public sorrow is really just a way of paying respect to someone we consider a true legend. And am I doing this for my own sake? Well, I don't think so. If I were to put it simply, I don't think when I hear the funeral bells ringing, my first thought is to wonder if they're ringing for me.
I saw the video, and I couldn't help but laugh when that Populous guy mentioned how those pests would just multiply until they were everywhere. It actually reminded me of another little nuisance from fiction—those Tribbles. 😁 (They're from Star Trek, in case you haven't seen it.)
Let's see what we can dig up here... It’s got to be Holy from Red Dwarf, (+ Rimmer, obviously, because you can't have one without the other) Then there's HAL from Odyssey, And R2D2 from SW (though I have to admit, that other little droid used to drive me absolutely crazy) I remember back in an old episode of Star Trek, they actually created a non-humanoid just by putting some kind of weird headgear on a regular guy—it was honestly pretty charming 😂 We also have Data and EMH from Star Trek Plus Q 😍 (who isn't even humanoid, he just chooses to look that way! For all we know, he could be an amoeba 😁) ...
I'm sure there are plenty more out there, I just can't wrap my brain around them right this second... maybe later...
I actually think the movie is quite good, though I wouldn't go so far as to label it a straight-up comedy. It feels more like... a situational tragicomedy. To be honest, there was definitely enough material there to lean much harder into either pure comedy or deep tragedy, but instead, it kind of sits right in the middle—a little bit of this and a little bit of that—so it doesn't fully commit to either lane, even if the end result is still enjoyable. I’m still holding out hope for a version of Romeo and Julia where the families have the appropriate American backgrounds, but reimagined as a genuine, laugh-out-loud comedy.😁
Jose Miller3 said:Only one? Out of two hundred people? I mean, what were the rest of them doing—just sitting there staring blankly at their screens with their eyes, ears, and brains completely shut off?
I just wanted to add that you shouldn't take the movie title too literally; instead, think of Japan as a grand allegory for life itself. It’s really about two people who find themselves adrift in their own existence—sort of like being stuck in separate little fishbowls 🙂 👍—or just feeling lost in the wider world they inhabit. Since philosophy isn't exactly my specialty, I'll leave the heavy lifting of deep analysis to the experts here. (You know, all that stuff about alienation, the struggle to truly communicate, and how even when things change, certain habits remain—like how that bald singer still brushes her hair the exact same way. 🙂)
The movie is decent—nothing more, nothing less. If nothing else, getting to watch an American film that isn't packed with violence, blood, or sex feels almost like a minor miracle.
It’s obviously not the kind of flick action junkies will enjoy, and there are stretches where the pacing drags along like an asthmatic snail with a broken foot trying to haul a load three times its own weight up a steep hill. That said, I suppose the intention was to mirror the pervasive sense of boredom that seems to seep into the very pores of the main characters.
Basically, we're looking at the story of a middle-aged screw-up who has completely dropped the ball on life; he missed his kid's birthday, cheated on his wife by falling for someone else, and then pulled a double cross by cheating on both his wife and his new flame with some lounge singer. It could have taken a much darker turn—he could have ended up in bed with a married woman decades younger than himself—but apparently, that's not the focal point here. The real protagonist of this film is *BOREDOM*, and we get a front-row seat to what happens to people once it finally catches up with them. Honestly, I think I would have been better off if it hadn't caught me, too. (Though, to be fair, even the most tedious Star Trek episode manages to squeeze in a little action.)
As for the whole concept of a chance encounter, it certainly isn't anything groundbreaking, as it's been explored quite often under much different premises, like in that classic film we used to call Brief Encounter. That one centers on a man and a woman meeting by accident at a train station while he's waiting for a connection on his way to work, and they just happen to cross paths... and so on.
