The Bad Batch Might Eat Your Leg
Imagine if you took Mad Max and mixed it with mumblecore and maybe a dash of Hal Hartley. Just, you know, with cannibals and psychedelics and fear of the other.
Imagine if you took Mad Max and mixed it with mumblecore and maybe a dash of Hal Hartley. Just, you know, with cannibals and psychedelics and fear of the other.
John Wick returns to ask if, at long last, you would please be so kind as to hold on to these bullets with your face.
I have been watching things and having thoughts. Sometimes simultaneously. Please allow me to demonstrate.
Is it truly beautiful or is its beauty manufactured?
If John Wick is trying to teach his enemies a lesson, here is what it is: your face is not a secure receptacle for bullets.
April showers bring May flowers. May flowers be enough to make up for my recommending you see the latest remake of Godzilla.