NickGhostDrake

Why is 3 o'clock in the morning always the hour of choice to put on Nick Cave, get depressed and kill yourself? ("And he died with a felafel in his hands")

Poletti, did you see what I meant? I can give you a run for your money: in this review, I compared you and it’s already 3 insults to 0 in my favor :)

Marco, in '62 I was truly far from even being born. I’m young, I like young things, fresh emotions. Mr. Arkadin (what’s the name of that film, I can’t remember) might be a great film (I don’t know but I can imagine), but the fact that it came out more than thirty years ago doesn’t mean I can’t have fresh heroes just because I was born in the third generation. I like Singer, I’m barely 30 years old, Orson Welles gives me the same impression that he gives to Juliet in "Heavenly Creatures": what an ugly man! - she says, and tosses his photo into the river, opting for one much more handsome. In the evening when I get home, I pass by Kevin Spacey’s theater and I like feeling young, I like Spacey because he’s good-looking. The fact that Dr. Arkadin has the same plot (more or less: but that’s not entirely true from what I’ve heard) doesn’t mean I can’t make a film like "The Usual Suspects" without always having to cater to all the nostalgic people in this world, the sticklers, the cinema root maniacs. It absolutely doesn’t mean I can’t watch "The Usual Suspects" and shout masterpiece every single time. I’m up in the tree, Marco, I don’t even have roots myself, I don’t see why I should care about the roots of the tree I lean on to enjoy the world. For me, "The Usual Suspects" is much better than a masterpiece from the past because it’s fresh, it’s young like me, it tells me about my time, and I feel it’s closer to me. Sometimes I almost think: who cares about the Battleship Arkadin? No hard feelings, I like your ranking, one day I’ll finish mine too and we’ll compete on who’s more popular on Debaser, which, by the way, means the one who gets insulted the most, and here I can give you a run for your money.

once again a brilliant film like "The Usual Suspect" has provided inspiration. A film, that by Singer, which will be destined to influence for centuries (in London, the subway stations are plastered with warnings about possible bombings: the poster features five different types of backpacks, one black, one white, one long, one fat, one dry. Below the text: THE USUAL SUSPECT). A truly nice review.

I don't understand anything. Bjork, get to the point: who is the murderer?

"and here I am addressing Nick, honestly, I don't understand the threat of a ban made..." :) anyway, we understood each other, I'm sure of it! and check your blog!

threats? no, look: the only threat I can make is to put you among the human cases, I'm not even an editor... for example blackdog has infested the reviews with 200 anonymous comments wherever possible, you’ll understand that early in the morning (12pm) it’s not exactly ideal... but by 12:05 I had already forgotten it! it was just my post-menstrual hangover...

Hemophiliac, I have only read a few of this review, I made a mistake posting here, but mine was a more general discussion, because some are commenting anonymously in a pestiferous and vulgar manner on all the reviews (I named them) with no underlying usefulness. I should have explained myself better. As for the rest, everyone can write whatever they want, of course...

...we can ban the brain of the reviewer and keep the body!

It passed, sorry, it was the famous 5 post-menstrual minutes when I get up in the morning...