It’s unsurprising that the suicide which kicks off the first episode is the cleanest and most sanitised part of the whole affair. We are immediately plunged into a situation wherein we know, almost immediately, that just about everyone we’ll meet in the next hour will die — usually horrifically.
For better or worse, Marvel are never going to make a movie this big ever again.
I’m not sure why the relationship between a space fighter pilot and her craft exudes a strong sapphic energy but it totally does. I mean, maybe because Samira Wiley (who lends her face and voice to a mocapped performance) is openly queer. Or because my twitter feed the past month has been a constant stream of Carol Danvers fanart. Or because people give their vehicles female names and pronouns.
I don’t think many of these films have great titles, but Fish Night may be the most blandly descriptive of the bunch. Fitting for a idea that comprises a lovely visual concept with very little to back it up and honestly, lines as ham-fisted as ‘Dead as our sales were last week.’ ensure that the visual splendour… Continue reading Love, Death & Robots: ‘Fish Night’ Review
We all loved Gravity didn’t we? We all loved 127 Hours? (Though I think we might have forgotten that one.) Like a lot of these damn things, Helping Hand steals the most surface-y elements of the two without actually taking into consideration why. I needn’t explain the plot, if you have literally any idea at all about those two films, you’d be able to write it yourself.
This joint has a score ripped from a 2007 era video game and an a look to match. Afghanistan. I’m sure there’s plenty of original material left to be dredged up from the war there, but Shape-Shifters, the first of this series to care to contextualise its action within a specific culture, does not. It tells a thin story about werewolves and revenge. I’d honestly reckon your average 2007 video game would be a step up.
Maybe The Dump is an articulation of the philosophy of this entire series. Everything has in it the potential to be trash, so why bother with respectability? Why not just lean into being garbage and allow yourself to become so repellent that anyone with taste will just leave you be.
