Alright...just saw this movie. Most violent. Fight. Scene. Ever. Shocking, even. Yet, the whole movie is a gangster flick in the vein of Scorcese, in that you have the twisted, mutable relationships that are complex and utterly pathological.
This movie will make Mortenson. If for nothing else than this:
You have now seen Aragorns balls flying around the bathhouse like he was loaning them to the NBA.
Perhaps just as shockingly, and will probably have just as many people having episodes of self-rightious wrath, is when Mortensons character, Nikoli, is essentially forced to do something against his wishes at the behest of his crime bosses son. Pretty fucked up scene, imo. But realism? Yes. Depravity? Yes.
Not that it's all about his
wang
, but more importantly it's the type of realism that is missing in cinema. Cronenberg took an huge chance on this movie, a departure from his norm. But he was able to piece it together masterfully with Watts, Castelle, and (forgot the old mans name but someone will look it up and call me an asshole for leaving it out.)
You know when a movie has affected you when you get into the sunlight afterwards and you still feel dark and dirty.
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and got interested.
They say the strongest man wears the least armor.
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
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I still haven't seen him in "A History of Violence". I heard that was pretty good.
A History of Violence was pretty lean and mean. Spontanious, brutal violence throughout.
Close up of a guy who has just been shot in the face: Check.
Breaking a persons nose so bad you can see his frontal lobe: Check.
Fratracide: Check.
Good stuff.
Fratracide? I haven't heard that word in a while. It must be good.