My kinda movie. Full of whimsy but also HEART. Sort of a bureaucratic comedy of mixups, great stuff from May. It's funny in the 70s how worried people were about nuclear energy, lots of stuff about that in here. Towards the end it devolves into a silly sports movie (complete with a climactic touchdown from our hero), but I think it has a lot of heart. The ending warmed me. Romantic.

A delight, such a pleasure to see in the theater surrounded by lifelong ers of Mr. Allen.

It's a wonderful picture, the outfits look great, the woman looks great, the music is great. Just a fun little Woody, his best since Cafe Society.

The French certainly manages to mask some spotty acting and cringe dialogue, but my eyes were glued to this thing. It's a great story about how sometimes you have to cheat on your husband because he has a job and isn't an unemployed shy/adorable Woody coded novelist.

It's cute, it's fun. Better than Match Point I think. Gives Manhattan Murder Mystery mixed with a few other classics.

The woman was cheating on her first and real husband with two different guys, it's nuts. Leave your Trad Cath values at the door and kiss the mezuzah before you sit down for this beautiful movie. I hope Woody gets to make 10 more.

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Freudian movie about how sometimes you just gotta talk it out. This is one of those movies that feels like it was adapted from a play, and I looked it up, and it was.

Knightley is unsettling and flinchy, doing a terrible Russian accent. Despite being a timeless beauty, she is somehow lacking any sultriness whatsoever in her role as a Jewess with an addiction to beating off and getting spanked.

Freud comes off as so dope and so chadded that you wonder how anyone can see this movie and not be running to the nearest couch to lie down and talk about mommy and daddy.

Jung, in my estimation, comes off as a total Aryan creep, cheats on his wife and plays with Tarot cards and thinks he's doing science. What he did to Freud was wrong, and so are his creepy ideas about people being motivated by things other than sex.

Possibly the most Freudian film of the 2020s, maybe even the entire 21st century. It's undeniable, in a lot of ways, but deeply disturbing in others. At times feels like a marvel movie for marxists.

We're treated to Stone's journey from polymorphously perverse baby brained retard, to a full fledged cold and conniving woman. There’s something cruel about this movie.

After cucking her moslem fiancee (well, their plans to marry were sort of meek and tentative anyway, so who's to say she didn't have the right?) and running off with the monstrously creepy Ruffalo, she proceeds to make Mark's life a living hell, throwing away all his money, becoming a whore, and then a socialist. That’s not to say she doesn’t let him blow her back out a few times first though. 

It's supposed to be funny to see Ruffalo in agony, being cucked so hard by this woman, but why exactly is it funny? I'll it it sort of is, and he's established as a totally unsympathetic charlatan, which is part of the humour. But what troubles me is that the filmmakers seem to treat your love becoming a whore right in your face, not as a sort of opportunity for black-comedy, the way a gruesome death or a 9/11 joke might make someone naughtily snicker  at the bleakness and absurdity of life, but rather, as a sort of doling out of justice, and funny in its being a sort of karmic "happy ending," which I think is misguided. Do the men who wrote this movie really think it's epic and funny for men to be humiliated by women? To have one's nuts so squeezed by the proverbial vicegrip that he has to be institutionalized?

Stone is whipping everything out in this movie, T, A, bush, you name it, Mr Skin is going to have a field day. The sex is sort of over the top, and left me with an anxious, doomed, sinking feeling.

The steampunk midjourney aesthetic sort of works for this movie, I felt. Yorgos definitely had a vision, and the dreamy and fantastical vibe is undeniable, and the costumes were great, maybe because they were a reprieve from all the icky nudity this thing had to offer.

The movie ain't half bad, but it's not great. I imagine the DSA crowd on letterboxd really likes this thing for being pro abortion and coomed out. I'm sure there are a lot of college students who are calling this their "favorite movie," but really, it's just the last serious movie they've seen.

Very interesting movie that could sort of only come from the mind of a middle aged Jewess. Full of the sort of insecurity and resentment someone like Meyers, who got divorced in 1999, could concoct.

I'm going to spend some time summarizing the film in service of a greater moral point now.

Ten years post divorce, Alec Baldwin and Meryl Streep reunite at a hotel bar in New York and begin boinking. You with me so far?

Only problem? Alec Baldwin is now married ("married") to the scarcely shown but reliably buxom Lake Bell, the same skank whom he cheated on Streep with ten years prior.

For this, Baldwin is portrayed as a monster, a cheater twice over! Despite Meryl's many protests ("this is wrong!" "we can't keep doing this!"), Alec, embodying an archetypal dissembling devil, offers back ("Oh, but it felt so right!" "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it as much as I did!" "Your big fat saggy menopausal tushy is just delightful!").

And of course, being perhaps the greatest living actor, he delivers everything Meyers throws at him with cool charismatic ease.

Some comedies of errors ensue, and the audience is supposed to root for Steve Martin, the nice nebbish architect, to start piping down Streep, and get her (and Baldwin) out of their alleged adultery.

But here, is where I posit the fundamental FLAW in the film, and where it really is NOT complicated, in of Catholic morality.

According to Jesus in Matthew 19:6 (and a number of places, basically in all four gospels), you can never get divorced. Marriage vows affirm, "till DEATH do us part," not, "till a quickie with Lake Bell do us part."

So for the entirety of this film, Streep and Baldwin are still married. And in fact, all the tense scenes of their clandestine lovemaking are the only times in the movie when Alec Baldwin ISN'T cheating. The real affair is with the "wife" he goes home to each day.

As a Baldwin fan and a traditional Catholic, I couldn't help but root for their reconciliation, but alas, the hard-hearted Meyers can't give it to us, and instead punishes Baldwin by taking away both his wife and his "wife," leaving us on a sort of hopeful note that Streep and Martin might end up together, even though he is rightfully creeped out when he discovers that she and Baldwin had resumed seeing one another. (He too, is divorced, and should just go back to his real wife).

Overall, the acting performances and moral questions make it a stronger picture than her other film The Holiday, which I reviewed last month, even if ultimately it is just a movie that has a confused worldview, and is rarely ever funny. Baldwin is electric as always and carries the film through it's generous 120 minute runtime. While watching this I wondered, are there any films of this genre from this era that are actually good? Or are they all basically terrible, valuable only for Bush-era nostalgia? I'm going to keep investigating.

So in short, once you wrap your head around the Gospel, it's not really complicated. It's simple actually. Don't get divorced.

Freudian and fantastic. Did not disappoint. This thing was dope asl. I could watch these two guys debate all day. Hopkins was wheezing and spitting and bleeding all over the place in what was certainly the best performance of his career. Sigmund's sapphic dyke daughter was acting her heart out too, clinging to daddy for dear life. CS Lewis came off as a weaselly Anglican heretic who's full of fear, getting chadded by the Viennese Joo at every turn, but still managed to get a couple of blows in on the good doctor.

This movie is getting mixed, sort of negative reviews, perhaps because there's a certain self serious melodramatic quality to it, but I mean, grow up, loser. The idea of these two having a meeting just days before Freud blew his brains out and just days after Hitler invaded Poland is just epic, this is simply an epic moment in human history, an imagined socratic dialogue between a top Christian apologist and the most influential atheist Jew of all time. Just an epic meeting of the minds, reminiscent of when I found the painting of Pope Leo the Great meeting Attila the Hun.

I was soyfacing nonstop, every shoehorned reference to castration anxiety, the oral stage, the problem of evil felt tailored just to me. Don't even worry that you're going into this movie basically knowing exactly what each guy thinks, just sit back and enjoy these two guys pretending to be two famous guys from 80 years ago.

Compare this movie to another dialogue heavy biopic that hipsters adore, "The End of The Tour," about a jewish journalist going to Minnesota with David Foster Wallace. This one is way better, way more epic, way more interesting, real tension between two great minds, real tension in the world at the time.

I really could've watched 3 hours of this, but maybe that's just me.

Movie was utterly gutless. Jack Black tries his best to be a charming romantic comedy nice-guy, but it comes off as creepy and unsettling. Cameron Diaz is similarly uncanny in her role as an overworked film editor who visits England and does a little accidental sex tourism with the effortlessly charming Jude Law. The Brits in this one, really crush it, as Kate Winslet—playing Jude's femcel sister—is utterly magnetic (but perhaps I'm just an anglophile).

No one is buying Cameron Diaz as a woman with a job, sorry! Nor is she convincing when talking about her hatred of cheating and cheaters. We all know this Blonde cuban bombshell loves to cheat.

Which brings me to the real point about this movie, and the reason why it's a load of booty cheeks, the utter gutlessness. None of our four main characters pictured in the poster ever act unethically, subversively, selfishly, etc, etc, etc, etc. They're always being cheated on, helping old men with dementia accept awards for being Jewish, being cheated on, being single fathers, blah blah blah.

The movie, being predictable at every turn, has 0 guts whatsoever. But still, I have a fondness for this era of romantic comedy, and even at 2 hours and 15 minutes, it went down smooth and held my attention even late into the night, they absolutely do not make them like this anymore. Back when a movie could get a clean 50% rotten tomatoes with an all white cast. There's also nothing funny about this thing, at least not intentionally funny. The creepy acting from the Americans provides a decent dose of accidental humour.

Looking forward to watching It's Complicated soon from the same director.

Jungian movie about how sometimes women can go all over da place. Looks fantastic, very funny.

I think a lot of dumb people might accidentally interpret this as a "right wing" film because it dips its toe into satire repeatedly, and because there's no Barbie-style scolding, or no overt Tarantino-style sadistic punishment of certain "hateful" characters, and because our heroine repeatedly drops the r slur,

But that would be missing the point entirely. Sometimes a movie is about adventure, about funny stuff that happens, about how men can drag women all over but women are clever too, can often outwit and outsmart men with their charms etc etc.

Classy, looks fantastic on a teeny-tiny budget. Lots of heart. Makes you appreciate how formidable the sea really is.

Pretty raunchy movie about how once you have somebody locked up, you should never, ever let him out. Especially if he's Spanish-speaking.

Entertaining but ultimately a weird and creepy movie that looks like dog bull. Kinda exposes FFC as a fraud to me. But it's true that sometimes your wife falls under the spell of an evil Romanian guy and you have to use Catholicism to save her. Van Helsing was fantastic. Incredible guy who moves the engine of this story forward single handedly in the final few acts.

Freudian and fantastic. The twist hits you like a million bucks. Read the book 5 years ago and thought it was kinda gross, but the movie came out exquisite. So great, funny and thrilling. And of course, I would do anything for her (Anne).

Freudian movie about how women can be monsters. There's definitely a story here. Some funny moments. It's confusing often, the timelines and convoluted family stuff takes you a minute to settle into. There's this attempt at I guess... dark humour by playing this dramatic piano music over and over. Movie felt like it was missing something. Portman is fantastic though.

Really well written, you can tell it's based on a play but this is better than other play movies I've watched this year like Glengarry Glen Ross and Carnage.

Meryl Streep puts on an unbelievable performance, one of her best in my view. Phil Hoffmann is exquisite as always. Just a great movie about how sometimes a priest does something terrible. Shows you how sick stuff was getting in the early days of Vatican 2.

It's a great love story about a great guy. Battle scenes kinda boring, but the sets looked cool / great in IMAX. Might've been cooler than Oppenheimer. He was a dope autistic guy.

Pretty funny. Is this the best movie of the year? Every movie is terrible now, this one was fine. I liked Scary Movie a lot as a kid, this was kinda like that, but a little more sure of itself. Never really seen any other horror movies though.

Really great Freudian movie about the UN. Michael Douglas is exquisite. Paltrow is cute as a button. Lots of suspense and sex. A great New York movie. The sort of mid budget movie that doesn’t exist anymore.

Like Joker for women. Sometimes when you're a woman you do something extremely retarded because a guy who hits you and screams at you tells you to. It's sad. Poor Wanda.

Freudian masterpiece about the UN. So many twists so much suspense. Looked great in the theater. Just a ton of fun. More plot holes than you could even dream of. The lady looked great. Really funny.

It’s like The Departed for women?

Sometimes girls choose to be with guys with leather jackets and portable radios. Cool guys who go on adventures with their dirtbike gangs. Even though they could've been with their really nice sweater-wearing childhood friends. And then they pay the price.

The donkey was amazing. Made me weep at the pain the Donkey went through. He lived so many lives. It's a beautiful movie.

Movie about how it's hard to be Catholic. I liked First Reformed better even though it was about Prots.

Really disturbing. Funny at times, because the redditors calling themselves gay retards and talking about tendies is actually pretty funny.  

But there’s so much cringe. Self righteous anti money messaging, Pete Davidson being terrible, interracial lesbians, a dumb as rocks Latina nurse who doesn’t know when to cash out her GameStop stock and pay her bills. 

I, of course, have a lot of inside info as I was a Citadel employee at the time, but I can’t discuss alldat. 

Overall a not very funny movie that just made me feel anxious for all the people who lost a ton of money thinking they were “playing the stocks.”

Watched on Thursday September 14, 2023.

Watched on Saturday September 2, 2023.