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Topic: Vice
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Martin McCaffery
Film God
Posts: 2481
From: Montgomery, AL
Registered: Jun 99
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posted 12-24-2018 09:07 PM
Regal Springfield Town Center 12, Springfield, VA Theater 8 Recliner puffy chairs. Note to self, don't sit in the handicap seats in this theatre as they light the crosswalk so bright during the movie you can read. Sound very harsh during the trailers, but movie is not so loud, so tolerable.
Impossible to discuss the movie without violating the No Politics rule.
An unmitigated propaganda F**K You film - and I mean that in a good way. Several gut bust funny scenes. No one in the film is close to likable except the narrator, and that's all I can say about him without a spoiler alert. Most of the negative reviews are on target correct about what a superficial mess it is, but who really wants to sit through a serious, thoughtful, in-depth examination of Dick Cheney?
Given that it is written and directed by the same guy who did The Big Short, it really should have been called The Big Dick. And if you didn't like The Big Short's filmmaking style, you won't like this.
All of the actors do amazing reproductions of the real characters.
Check it out and possibly come away pissed off.
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Sam Graham
AKA: "The Evil Sam Graham". Wackiness ensues.
Posts: 1431
From: Waukee, IA
Registered: Dec 2004
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posted 01-02-2019 06:50 PM
CINEMA: Regal Village Square, Las Vegas, NV AUDITORIUM: 11 PRESENTATION: Regal Roller Coaster Vision in an Act III Stadium Riser auditorium with the original seats PRESENTATION PROBLEMS: Image was a bit dark RATING: Two and one half stars (out of four)
I walk up to the box office to purchase a ticket from a real ticket seller like it’s 1953 or something. Except the part where I hand her my Crown Club card.
“Would you like to use your points for a free ticket?” she asks.
“Sure!” I reply.
She hands me this thing that’s the size of three tickets. I walk inside and hand it to the ticket taker.
“This isn’t a ticket,” he says. “It’s just a receipt.”
“Well that’s what she gave me.”
“Go back and ask her for the ticket.”
I do. “But I gave you the ticket,” she replies. “You must have dropped it.”
If she gave me another piece of paper, I didn’t notice. There’s nothing on the ground. She’s disappeared. She re-appears. “Go see the manager.”
I go back in. The manager is there, holding my ticket, which apparently I dropped RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TICKET TAKER, who said nothing but sent me back outside. They all laugh at me and I go to my movie. This is the experience I’m paying for? Wait...no. No I’m not. I didn’t pay a dime.
THE PLOT: A drunk’s wife tells him to get his shit together. Wackiness ensues.
Simply put, it’s a shameless one-sided political hit piece. The film makers even have a copout to it’s accuracy with an opening disclaimer that ends with “We tried our fucking best”. Still, as one-sided political hit pieces go, it’s a pretty good one. It’s biggest issue is overstaying its welcome. No one at this screening thought anything was funny at all.
Sam Rockwell, Steve Carell, and Amy Adams do a fine job made up as their respective characters, but you still recognize them as Sam Rockwell, Steve Carell, and Amy Adams. But Christian Bale? Holy crap.
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