eamon angelface wrote:the difference being one was well crafted and the other was phoned in...
Well-crafted just because there was enough blood and disengaged limbs to fool you into thinking it was 'good?' and the pans and dollys didn't jitter around like your crack whore mother on the shakes?
I'm sorry. I'm getting ahead of myself here.
Nobody pays your mom.
eamon angelface wrote:
Keep reverting to Ticker fucknut. It makes you look like a real aficionado.
And Lock Stock! Wow...you must have like a film degree to compare two action oriented noir pics.
Compare noir? Get a fucking clue. It's typical of a complete assmouth to call anything with bullets and quote 'cool' language Noir.
'To Live and Die in LA' was noir. 'Brick' was noir. Hell, 'Casablanca' was noir. You, the fucking target market segment for 'Epic movie', wouldn't know noir if it came in your mouth and made you the little spoon in 'C' Block.
Like I said before, to which you chose to ignore, just because you think your scattershooting BS smokescreen will detract people from the fact that while I stated proper reasons for disliking the films I disliked. You, went on webbed-fingered rant after rant just being an arsehole with no clear indication for why you dislike films.
Now I can agree to disagree, if there is a proper argument and not ''OMGTHISFUCKINSHITSUX!!!1111' fucking innane drivel.
You, clownshoes fucking one-nut dipstick, are of the latter persuasion.
I disliked Carnahan's latest effort because it was hardly coherent. It was a fucking genre crossing mess. A mess with a tacked on ending. Yes, he can allude to certain plot points in the front that doesn't mean a half bucket of horse-shit.
What with the whole flashback FBI plastic surgery lecture and all, all of a sudden, booya.. Stupid Mission Impossible scar guy is Ace's rescuer, and Ace is supposed to give precious life to the old Mob douchebag.
Oh my god, fucking brilliant Jesus. What a fantastic film.
Give me a fucking break.
Then again the homo-erotic Aryan junkies might have struck some kind of cord in you on a personal level. Heinz DeBaron Cockmunch fantasies - I wouldn't be surprised because of your blatant faggotry.
The film was badly assembled and badly written. I like blood and guns and f-bombs dropping left right centre. The content, however has to be cohesive.
Smoking Aces wasn't. Yes it is cool to have Affleck taking a big chunk of dialogue in the first 20 minutes and then having the fucker killed out of nowhere. It's fresh. It's original.
So it's not as if I say a film cannot have merits and still be shit. Unlike your fucking
"'I hate Children of Men' because it has no resolution. The whole film fucking sucks sucks sucks" illiterate goatball licking rant.
eamon angelface wrote:The plot in Aces unfolds well because it's based IN the action. The action is what drives the plot...
Two black hotwomen go to off Aces. One goes across the street with an anti tank gun, the other is trapped in the lift with murdered Ray Liotta. Shit happens, Alicia Keyes goes off with Ace's house nigger while she leaves her friend to get shot up to shit by the cops. <-- This advances the plot, how?
A bunch of Neo-Nazi Assballsface triplets shoot up bail bondsmen Affleck and Co. They enter the hotel, shoot shit up, kill a bunch of people. Chainsaw 'roid using mensch slips up and ends up sawing off his own leg.
<---- This advances the plot, how?
One of Afflecks 'dead' buddies ends up in a log cabin (what the fuck) where a well meaning granny and her Ritalin taking fucking Martial Arts boner fucking howler monkey of a grandkid hassles and bitch talks Affleck's bud. He casually borrows their gun, going back to the hotel less 3 fingers to end up killing the last of the Nazi muffins. He goes home after. <-- Plot how?
If you say the plot is put on hold for about an hour while graphic violence. Fucking pointless graphic violence happens, and then picks up the vague semblance of story about an hour after, and then tacks on a rushed job of 'what really was happening is THIS' flashback backstory montage spliced bullshit to kind of fool you to thinking there was a point to the whole mess, then maybe you're on the right track.
eamon angelface wrote:Though I don't comment on the films AND the movies like Mao.
Der. However I do breath the oxygen AND the air. weeeeee
You spend the most time here posting, cockwart. And you want to comment on how I spend my time here?
eamon angelface wrote:You judge for yourself Smash.
Smash isn't your mommy. Even he isn't that ugly.
Or butch.
eamon angelface wrote:Then you somehow felt said weren't developed enough even though Ryan Reynolds had more screen time than Jeremy Piven and more lines.
I see. This is the Ryan Reynold who basically did nothing till Ray Liotta's character got killed in the elevator. Which puts it about 2/3rds through the film. Who subsequently has a little gunfight outside the lift with the crazy anti-tank gun woman from the hotel over. Cue the histrionics of corpse hugging and 'WHY?' introspective hand-wringing tears.
The Ryan Reynolds who then goes to the hospital and trades asides with Andy Garcia for about 10 or 15 minutes, then pulls the plug on two stiffs and puts his head in his hands before the end credits.
Holy fuck. I am so totally like, golf clapping now. What a ROBUST character. Wow. Fuck me, ebert. I have been enlightened.
Now if you say Reynolds acted well, then I couldn't disagree. He did well with what he had. Developed as a character?
Obviously you need another glass pipe, you're getting all flustered missing it.
eamon angelface wrote:So suck my fat one.
I prefer my clits on women.
eamon angelface wrote:or start ripping off people with brains.
Well, I guess you're shit out of luck in that department.
And I like how you try to suck up to Smash. Dude fucking hates you more than I do but on you go, middle finger in the air with one hand while you desperately jerk him off with the other.
If your mother only knew what a sad little girl you'd turn out to be, she would have gone anal instead.
But of course, it's not a real issue in the ghett--ho.
And in summation, guess what?
You're still a dumb-as-fuck trolling little git. You're arguments are still worth jack-shit. You can't make a proper argument even if your sex-change depended on it.
And everyone still hates you. You can still shit everywhere and pretend this means you have some worth here. But really, you are just the white noise in the unending nowhere-ness of your life.
: O
You are less than nothing.