Post in this thread and I will suggest a movie you probably haven't seen that is tailored to your personality. If you don't watch it you're a **** , none of my suggestions are bad
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you know who's an elitist? people who don't recommend chris nolan movies to people
Seen Funny Games, loved it, but thought it pretty much the opposite of all the things I've just described - unless I seriously missed something. It's far too realistic to be hyperstylized, beautifully but non-moodily shot, and definitely not expressionistic in the classical sense of the word. Thanks anyway, though.
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Bill gets Donnie Darko for his movie. Consider it the finger, you pretentious movie elitist
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My movie taste is pretty rad, we haven't even scratched the surface
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if sonseray's movie taste had music taste it'd be "everything but rap and country"
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sonseray ran out of freshman year film "classics" and was scared of getting made fun of for telling projectmatt to watch the boondock saints
I like hyperstylized, moody, expressionistic films like the Cabinet of Doctor Caligari, Sin City, The Third Man, and Bergman's Hour of the Wolf. Got anything for me that I probably haven't heard of before?
my retirement plan is to spend all my 401k on heroin
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I'm done w/ this for now
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Satan42m 6s skip everyone else
Trainspotting
A dark (deeply dark) comedy(?) about heroin addiction
Quote:
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
A day in the life of Austin, Texas as the camera roams from place to place and provides a brief look at the overeducated, the social misfits, the outcasts and the oddballs.
I've had a total recalibration of my mind, you know. I mean, it's like, I've been banging my head against this 19th century type, um, what? Thought mode? Construct? Human construct? Well, the wall doesn't exist. It's not there, you know. I mean, they tell you, look for the light at the end of the tunnel. Well, there is no tunnel. There's just no structure. The underlying order is chaos.
