Thom Yorke has one of the best faces. I’ve kinda known this since discovering Radiohead as a teenager (eugh, I hate that. Yes, in 2008 I discovered one of the most acclaimed contemporary artists, as though it weren’t a cool English teacher who recommended them to me.)
There’s a quote which I no longer no where I heard it: ‘The only difference between horror and comedy is the lighting.
I guess this kinda represents an anticlimax then, the last episode isn’t the show’s worst or its best. It hangs somewhere around the middle, barely managing to escape the fog of mediocrity that it is mired in. Maybe i’m just exhausted, Netflix has just uploaded Neon Genesis: Evangelion and I kinda just wanna get this over with.
Starts slow, but the queasy build of greater and greater consequence while simultaneously those in power start losing faith in the worth of their cause is undeniable.
Both this and Toy Story 3 surprised me I guess, I don’t really remember when I watched the first two — definitely I was young and they were broadcast with ad breaks — but they felt epic, big adventure movies in their own right, despite being so small looking back. They left their mark, but never sunk in the way they might if I saw them properly.
Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Topher Grace are between them charming enough to make me almost forget that this is a live action adaptation of a Treehouse of Horror segment. Yeah, I guess when series creator Tim Miller gets to make his own episode and can call in his famous friends the format gets to be broken a little.
After one episode that just about pushed enough past the realm of ‘okay’ that I actually struggled to write about it, Love, Death & Robots returns back to its core content. Execrable garbage.
I was watching and then reviewing all of these a while ago but had to stop here because it broke me. It’s the first one of these shorts to actually be good, and I didn’t quite know how to deal with that.
I guess the experience of watching this film might be just about as overwhelming as watching one of the concerts. Yet at least the audience there would have had the benefit of context to experience it within.
Over the course of the running time I probably thought of a good half dozen quips that could come here. I’ve since forgotten them all.