'Rediculous' Customer & Critic Reviews

[Mr Sausage]

I wonder what "DUB" might stand for? Deeply Unsatisfactory Burbling?

Downright Ubiquitous Blather.

[Orlac]

I suppose it's only a way for him to textually emphasis it's a dub and not the OV (since he covers plenty of foreign movies).

There is an annoying poster on Blu-ray.com who tends to write words like "cut" and "not" in CAPS. It's like being shouted at.

[eerik]

Average blu-ray.com user:

must be a lot of Marxist indoctrinated people down voting people with a legitimate gripe with being force fed a propaganda remake of a classic film in place of a classic 1994 film, in a supposed classics collection. get your head on straight people.

[Orlac]

Average blu-ray.com user:

must be a lot of Marxist indoctrinated people down voting people with a legitimate gripe with being force fed a propaganda remake of a classic film in place of a classic 1994 film, in a supposed classics collection. get your head on straight people.

Which films are they talking about?

[TechnicolorAcid]

Average blu-ray.com user:

must be a lot of Marxist indoctrinated people down voting people with a legitimate gripe with being force fed a propaganda remake of a classic film in place of a classic 1994 film, in a supposed classics collection. get your head on straight people.

Which films are they talking about?

The Little Women ones.

[Orlac]

Average blu-ray.com user:

Which films are they talking about?

The Little Women ones.

Ah yes.

Idiots.

[domino harvey]

Love the idea that the 1994 version is a “classic film.” The gripes are extra silly since Gerwig’s film is actually quite clever in how it has its cake and eats it too with regards to the feminist additions— any remotely competent viewer could merely disregard those portions within the narrative itself, which gives those who don’t want to accept it an out right there in plain sight!

[MichaelB]

There is an annoying poster on Blu-ray.com who tends to write words like "cut" and "not" in CAPS. It's like being shouted at.

Considerably more annoying is the same poster's habit of posting absolute cobblers about Indicator releases (and, I daresay, others) without fact-checking first.

He keeps doing it, so I can only assume that he's got some kind of Tintin cosplay fantasy going about being an intrepid journalist - but a proper journalist would of course do the necessary fact-checking bit before going public.

A case in point: someone on an obscure Jean Rollin fan group on Facebook grasped the wrong end of the stick about whether or not there'd be any more Indicator Rollin discs - he was French, so may well have misunderstood "nothing scheduled for now" as "no more ever", and in any case he was talking to someone from distributors Limewood Media, not anyone from Powerhouse themselves. Anyway, he posted that the Rollin series had prematurely come to an end, and our mutual friend was so convinced that this was MAJOR BREAKING NEWS that he excitably recirculated it across multiple platforms with much bigger audiences - in the process wasting a fair amount of the time of more than one member of the Indicator team as they tried to put a lid on it. And this wasn't a first offence.

(Why don't people fact-check these things, when it could hardly be easier? A mere PM to me would sort everything out immediately, and it's not as though he didn't already know this, on account of the last time he seriously misled people.)

[Orlac]

There is an annoying poster on Blu-ray.com who tends to write words like "cut" and "not" in CAPS. It's like being shouted at.

Considerably more annoying is the same poster's habit of posting absolute cobblers about Indicator releases (and, I daresay, others) without fact-checking first.

He keeps doing it, so I can only assume that he's got some kind of Tintin cosplay fantasy going about being an intrepid journalist - but a proper journalist would of course do the necessary fact-checking bit before going public.

A case in point: someone on an obscure Jean Rollin fan group on Facebook grasped the wrong end of the stick about whether or not there'd be any more Indicator Rollin discs - he was French, so may well have misunderstood "nothing scheduled for now" as "no more ever", and in any case he was talking to someone from distributors Limewood Media, not anyone from Powerhouse themselves. Anyway, he posted that the Rollin series had prematurely come to an end, and our mutual friend was so convinced that this was MAJOR BREAKING NEWS that he excitably recirculated it across multiple platforms with much bigger audiences - in the process wasting a fair amount of the time of more than one member of the Indicator team as they tried to put a lid on it. And this wasn't a first offence.

(Why don't people fact-check these things, when it could hardly be easier? A mere PM to me would sort everything out immediately, and it's not as though he didn't already know this, on account of the last time he seriously misled people.)

It's not over until Indicator releases ZOMBIE LAKE!

(which isn't necessarily a given, as I understand it is part of a different rights holder back in France from Rollin's personal faire)

[jazzo]

Checking Amazon to see if the theatrical cut of the first movie was included, Nora J had this to say about the Lethal Weapon collection:

“Timely delivery.
Somehow I received 2 sets of Lethal Weapon. Need to return one set. Both main characters are excellent!”


Not to be outdone, Aaron R countered:

“I like movies.”

[MichaelB]

There is an annoying poster on Blu-ray.com who tends to write words like "cut" and "not" in CAPS. It's like being shouted at.

Considerably more annoying is the same poster's habit of posting absolute cobblers about Indicator releases (and, I daresay, others) without fact-checking first.

A more recent example: he claimed that Curzon's new BD of Katalin Varga only has hard-of-hearing subtitles. I double-checked to make sure that I wasn't misquoting him, but he helpfully block-capped that "ONLY".

Anyway, he's posting nonsense as per usual - the disc has one subtitle track, exclusively offering a translation of the dialogue (i.e. what you'd have seen in cinemas). One could of course criticise Curzon for not offering a supplementary hard-of-hearing track, but that's a somewhat different issue from falsely claiming that that's all that they're offering.

[jazzo]

On Amazon Canada, a customer had this to say about Alejandro Amenabar's film, Regression:

"I was not impressed. I only buy movies from universal studios as my son has a drive in and is contracted through universal studios. This dvd said universal studios and it arrived today and it is not through universal studios."

I hope Alejandro takes it all constructively for his next picture.

[TechnicolorAcid]

From an Amazon review of Jungle Blue that reads:

Sexy by this movie

[Orlac]

From an Amazon review of Jungle Blue that reads:

Sexy by this movie

Beats Dr Svet any day!

[Beloved Aunt]

From Letterboxd. I am speechless:

Dear Laura Palmer, Queen Of Heaven:

Everyone loves you so very very much. I love you so very very much. I remember you and hold you in my mind laughing, dancing, radiant, a star. It is how everyone remembers you unless they are remembering when you were sad, when distant, when impulsive, when cruel, when manipulative. Laura it is all all right. What you were was how to be in a place where the angels themselves could not stand to be. It was you who gave them the courage needed. They looked up and saw you there. They saw you accept death over corruption. They saw you and they knew you like they have always known you. Dear Laura you are in my heart, you who have known the worst in man, and the worst in what is not. You found how to be, and how to be you, uncompartmentalized, yet giving each person the you you thought they loved the best but they loved you because they saw you, radiant and shining and full of love. They saw you that way because you saw them. You saw them and their lives of total depravity, ruled by whim and appetite and blindness, manipulated by even darker parts of themselves and not themselves, that which fed upon and cultivated and delighted in the very worst of man. Venality, base abjection, these are the common currency of life, how life ebbs and flows and turns. That is not nothing because without baseness, venality, life could not be, would not be. That which purposefully manipulates baseness and venality into a complex crisis of hurt and pain and suffering and humiliation and betrayal, life turned into an inescapable trap, awareness of which only adds layers of hurt, that is not only a which, but a who as well. The who that that is, although addicted to engineered suffering, is just as petty and cruel and low and base as that upon which it feeds. That which truly loves us without suffering and causing suffering in return can only do so at a distance so far away that it is like starlight. That which truly loves us and wants and hungers close is close enough to hurt and to damage and to rend and tear. Dear Laura you understand that life is not possible without layers of venality, of baseness and corruption, of desire both transcendent and selfish, that life entails hurt, entails suffering. You chose to not be a vehicle for that which would feed upon the suffering of others. You wouldn't be surprised at how many could not make that choice when necessary. I love you Laura Palmer. I have loved you more than half my life and for what is left of it. You who are to me my shining star, my patron saint, the very Queen Of Heaven sitting atop a throne of office no one else is brave or wise enough to hold. To me you are always alive, always present, watching over your town and your loved ones, visiting them in dreams and visions, speaking through the wind in the trees, through the pulse of your lifeblood which survived your very death, as all of what you were and are and always shall be. Hail To Thee Laura Palmer Queen Of Heaven! Know That You Have All My Heart For Now And For Always. <3 <3 <3 Love, nathaxnne

[Beloved Aunt]

I think the above is literally the smarmiest (yet %100 per cent heartfelt!), most terrible thing I've ever read.

[Orlac]

From Letterboxd. I am speechless:

Dear Laura Palmer, Queen Of Heaven:

Everyone loves you so very very much. I love you so very very much. I remember you and hold you in my mind laughing, dancing, radiant, a star. It is how everyone remembers you unless they are remembering when you were sad, when distant, when impulsive, when cruel, when manipulative. Laura it is all all right. What you were was how to be in a place where the angels themselves could not stand to be. It was you who gave them the courage needed. They looked up and saw you there. They saw you accept death over corruption. They saw you and they knew you like they have always known you. Dear Laura you are in my heart, you who have known the worst in man, and the worst in what is not. You found how to be, and how to be you, uncompartmentalized, yet giving each person the you you thought they loved the best but they loved you because they saw you, radiant and shining and full of love. They saw you that way because you saw them. You saw them and their lives of total depravity, ruled by whim and appetite and blindness, manipulated by even darker parts of themselves and not themselves, that which fed upon and cultivated and delighted in the very worst of man. Venality, base abjection, these are the common currency of life, how life ebbs and flows and turns. That is not nothing because without baseness, venality, life could not be, would not be. That which purposefully manipulates baseness and venality into a complex crisis of hurt and pain and suffering and humiliation and betrayal, life turned into an inescapable trap, awareness of which only adds layers of hurt, that is not only a which, but a who as well. The who that that is, although addicted to engineered suffering, is just as petty and cruel and low and base as that upon which it feeds. That which truly loves us without suffering and causing suffering in return can only do so at a distance so far away that it is like starlight. That which truly loves us and wants and hungers close is close enough to hurt and to damage and to rend and tear. Dear Laura you understand that life is not possible without layers of venality, of baseness and corruption, of desire both transcendent and selfish, that life entails hurt, entails suffering. You chose to not be a vehicle for that which would feed upon the suffering of others. You wouldn't be surprised at how many could not make that choice when necessary. I love you Laura Palmer. I have loved you more than half my life and for what is left of it. You who are to me my shining star, my patron saint, the very Queen Of Heaven sitting atop a throne of office no one else is brave or wise enough to hold. To me you are always alive, always present, watching over your town and your loved ones, visiting them in dreams and visions, speaking through the wind in the trees, through the pulse of your lifeblood which survived your very death, as all of what you were and are and always shall be. Hail To Thee Laura Palmer Queen Of Heaven! Know That You Have All My Heart For Now And For Always. <3 <3 <3 Love, nathaxnne

I really do wish more people would use paragraphs.

[Beloved Aunt]

Haha that's certainly....one angle from which to criticize the review...

[MichaelB]

Although normally I'm very keen indeed on appropriate paragraph breaks, I think in this case it would wreck the intended effect.

[colinr0380]

"Sir, this is a Wendy's"

[soundchaser]

I’ll take over-earnest sincerity any day instead of yet another smarmy one-liner that doesn’t attempt to connect with a film or its characters. At its worst, that’s cringe-inducing, but there’s effort.

[Beloved Aunt]

How about this instead: *both* of these things are terrible. It helps to understand the above's terribleness if you read it context with a million other smarmy Letterboxd reviews of Fire Walk with Me surrounding it--like I did!

[knives]

Sometimes even Letterboxd is too much itself for its own good. This is the most popular review on the very benign film Feet of Song.

Semi-abstract animation, the geometry of dancing bodies. Some of it's quite lovely, but it doesn't stand up to rigid C21 social critique. Cultural appropriation, say whaat?

[Beloved Aunt]

I vacillate between almost loving Letterboxd and really detesting it. With little in between! It's also verrrrrry predictable which ahem, "kind of film"s' collected reviews will make me feel either way.

[Never Cursed]

Assuming C21 refers to Thomas Piketty, I'm having a fun time imagining the type of person that reads that well-intentioned, loosey-goosey, occasionally very wrong book and finds it to contain an ironclad set of critical principles that somehow inform how they look at movies. Is Erica Russell's body of work a paean to Hayek or something?