Some weeks ago I went to see a movie. The choices were slim and so by default I put my money on the movie called "Crank." I hesitated to post this review but I just couldn't rest with that thought, it reminded me of a so called friend seeing you in harms way, and not yelling "WATCH OUT FOR THAT TRUCK!"
So here goes...If you're the type of person who would not deliberately rub poison into your open eyes, or eat a plate of food with several fixed eyeballs peering back at you, especially if those eyeballs were accompanied by several pairs of translucent wings; then you just might be the type of person who is discriminating enough to PASS on this movie.
From the very first frame to the end, and I'm assuming, seeing how I left the theater long before it ended; the collaborative minds that created this film intended to commit murder. MURDER of my sensibilities. Each frame was like watching a "fun house of Pop-Up! HELL-CITIZENS! Coming at you with lightening shutter speed; their movements quick and distorted. The speed was such, that it never allowed you to focus before they hurled another depraved image at you, tattooing your psyche forever.
Please trust me, I'm not a prude, I've seen a few questionable movies before; teen slasher movies etc., many of which should have been left on the cutting room floor. But I draw the line at someone's obvious attempt to pollute my mind with their uncircumcised imaginations.
To sum up this review in a word "Septic Tank" oh, that's two words...how about "Filth!"
See it if you must, skip it if you can.
So here goes...If you're the type of person who would not deliberately rub poison into your open eyes, or eat a plate of food with several fixed eyeballs peering back at you, especially if those eyeballs were accompanied by several pairs of translucent wings; then you just might be the type of person who is discriminating enough to PASS on this movie.
From the very first frame to the end, and I'm assuming, seeing how I left the theater long before it ended; the collaborative minds that created this film intended to commit murder. MURDER of my sensibilities. Each frame was like watching a "fun house of Pop-Up! HELL-CITIZENS! Coming at you with lightening shutter speed; their movements quick and distorted. The speed was such, that it never allowed you to focus before they hurled another depraved image at you, tattooing your psyche forever.
Please trust me, I'm not a prude, I've seen a few questionable movies before; teen slasher movies etc., many of which should have been left on the cutting room floor. But I draw the line at someone's obvious attempt to pollute my mind with their uncircumcised imaginations.
To sum up this review in a word "Septic Tank" oh, that's two words...how about "Filth!"
See it if you must, skip it if you can.
Wow ! You sure know how to paint an image. If the filmmakers are nearly as talented as you at putting their idea of entertainment on screen, and it's as you've said it is, I think I'll pass and send you a bouquet of roses. There's nothing more exasperating than being blindsided by a barrage foolishness.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Gale Friend.
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