Useless day. What to do? The urge to write is strong. No inspirations. It's not the time to churn out a poem or try to sneeze out a text to set to music. Come on, I'll write a review on DeBaser. I jump on the bed and do an X-ray of the DVD shelf. Not this one. This one's already there. This one? Nah... too demanding. Ugh, I'm about to change my mind... Wait a moment, what's this? "The Darwin Awards". Yes! You are the chosen one! Come on, it can be done. In the end, it's a cute little movie.
There's the sharp detective who faints at the sight of blood. There are the most idiotic and surreal "involuntary suicides" one can imagine. The scene where the idiot of the moment throws himself against a bulletproof window (breaking it) is anthology material! If the window is on the hundredth floor of a skyscraper, the result is out of this world. There's a cameo by Metallica, dubbed terribly. Then Winona Ryder with long hair is really a pretty damsel. She even simulates a fellatio. In the end, it's a very light mystery, filmed like a documentary. All in all, the final result isn't bad. It's playful at the right point. I wonder if these Darwin Awards really exist? They should be rankings, made by internet users, where the stupidest and most absurd deaths are voted on. I should check it out. Oh, I almost forgot the scene of the couple renting the camper. That must be seen absolutely! Yes, yes, there are some good ideas. I'll review it. Yes! But how do I start this review? Anxiety... Panic... Discomfort... I'm losing the urge... What a drag!
ANYWAY, I WON'T REVIEW IT. MAYBE TOMORROW...
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