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Surely the first one in the saga is better than those started in '99, there's nothing to say about that.

Big technological spectacle, I agree with Poletti on what the film is, I give it a 2 just for the great special effects, only for kids, or big kids eeheheh, much better than star whores.

the movie with the most quoted lines in history, most likely

and the guys dressed in evening wear at half past nine in the morning at Tarantino's house, Jules' friend?? frighteningly brilliant

a journey rich in meanings (yet far from being senile as one might imagine at a cursory glance, Lynch is more present than ever) through the vast expanses of wheat in Iowa, away from the frenetic rhythms that characterize modern society, with Badalamenti’s soundtrack still among the best.

a journey into the human mind rather than into Vietnam. "Who's in command here?" Sheen asks. "No one," a soldier replies, that outpost (in the film it's a bridge over a piece of river that's being bombed) that lies between the kingdom of Kurtz (that is, the Id, the unconscious) and the Ego, which represents the United States army, the imposed and pre-established order, the system. Martin Sheen chooses to go beyond and face the horror head-on without lies. Kurtz: "If there's something that doesn't sit well with me, it's the filthy smell of lies." I wish Fidia you could explain better the figure of Brando, what he really represents, but I believe you understand it anyway, and I don't like long reviews, so I'll give you a 4.

Leone staged the myth; it’s symptomatic that today in Italy, amidst the mediocrity that surrounds us, to see the myth represented in cinema, one must go all the way to Korea and watch "Old Boy"... it’s symptomatic; although this is his most sentimental film and less virile and badass, it still wanders between myth and reality, dream and legend, with that overhead shot of the cardinal at one point, which anticipates De Niro’s shot in "Once Upon a Time in America" by 16 years.

the soundtrack repeats a bit too much, but still, one can't complain in the face of this film's courage; him wandering around Rome naked is an absolute joy.

The thing is, you can talk badly about this film as much as you want, but in reality, some scenes are so hilarious that I can’t judge it poorly. The funniest scenes are also the dumbest: for example, Begbie smashing the hotel room at the end of the film, or his fatherly advice to Rent to stop using heroin, the wise counsel of a psychopathic alcoholic. Then there’s the gathering after their friend’s funeral, where Sick Boy asks Rent if he’s up for lightening a dealer, and Rent responds, “But Tommy just died, and you’re asking me to do something like that?” And Begbie's reply: “Yes.” The tone in which he says the “yes”—come on, these are things you don’t easily forget. Boyle was inspired, come on, sometimes stupidity can become grace, and this Trainspotting is an example of that, not at all a reheated soup for the MTV generation.

Requiem for a Dream is much more raw, but Trainspotting is more entertaining.