Necrotongue

I wasn't quite sure if the Polish filmmakers could step into the same river for a third time without it negatively affecting the quality of the story. They couldn't. The cast was still good, though. A serious illness was sneakily added to the mix this time to keep me from feeling good. I’m not saying I didn't have fun at all, but the humor couldn’t possibly balance out the ridiculous number of emotional moments and silly scenes. The Poles repeated the mistake they had made with the Letters to Santa trilogy. In both cases, two movies would have been more than enough.

No, you asshole! I apologize, but that was the mildest possible reaction to what I saw. I don't know if I will see a worse Czech movie this year. I hope not. From the opening dialogue between the main character (?) and his mother, I was pretty sure that I wouldn't enjoy this. And I was not mistaken. The dialogues were terrible, yet at the same time, they became the extremely entertaining element of this masterpiece. Allow me to give two examples of what, among other things, was said in the conversations. "I feel like I died and the whole world stopped caring about me." and "Doctors said that if it was just a millimeter off, it would have been game over for me." Well, yes, sure. The individual characters were developed so perfectly that I couldn't care less about them. Only one character caught my attention more than the others. It was the tough guy Taz, who was tougher than the tough guy Drsoň from Drsoňovice. Compared to Taz, sandpaper would seem like silk and Batman would flee to the shadows out of shame. I don't know if Daniel Miňovský used any psychotropic substances when writing the script, or if he is naturally like that, but this creation of his is truly incomprehensible to me. Pure shit. The director's surname will only be accepted by my brain with an English pronunciation from now on, the acting performances are not worth mentioning, so I can summarize the final impression with one word - disaster. P.S. Great commentary/content by Matty. I applaud and envy you:-))

The second trip to this peculiar planet didn't bring as much humor as the previous installment, but I still had a decent time. I was happy to see that the filmmakers dialed the melodrama back a bit, so I didn’t feel as if tears were wrung out of my eye sockets. Even the ending was hilarious rather than heart-rending. But still... Did it have to be a plane again? Seriously? Talk about overdone. Well, never mind. Less humor + less of a sob story = a weaker four stars. 4*-

I was surprised at how bad this movie was. The romance was pushed to the background in favor of comedy. But the movie was trying to be funny at all costs, and the quality paid the price. The whole thing was very uncomfortable to watch, and the ninety minutes of this travesty seemed more like four hours. 2*-

Seventy-five percent of the running time was funny, with decent acting performances, and an entertaining (though unoriginal) plot. True, the remaining quarter was composed of clichés and tugging at your heartstrings, but I guess that's what you get when you decide to watch a romantic movie. The viewer must shed a tear, even if it has to be done by way of torture. However, I rarely manage to burst out laughing at the mere line: "Occupied." The Poles have succeeded, and they deserve a fourth star for that.

Based on the title alone, I suspected that I wouldn't be the right target audience for this experience. I'm not really a fan of lawn keepers or other dimwits, so I didn't have any expectations whatsoever. But surprise, surprise, I actually enjoyed myself quite a bit throughout the whole thing, especially during the scenes with the duo Hoffman/Noha playing the detective/transporter pair. Seriously, I was expecting garbage worthy of the trash can, but surprisingly I got garbage that made me laugh and entertained me with its joyful disregard for political correctness. How else would I get acquainted with an advertisement for Down's syndrome that, if I upset someone, would eat my dog? 3*+

Another Czech comedy. I don't expect much from these movies anymore, but still, I had a feeling that there was a lack of humor. On the other hand, there were too many usual suspects appearing. Lately, I've gotten used to seeing men portrayed as a bunch of stupid, insensitive neanderthals (except for gays and non-white people), but this movie gave me a different impression. I think if I were a woman (or better yet, a mother), this depiction of women would have really upset me. Sure, there are women like that, just as there are the aforementioned neanderthals, but still... As I mentioned, there was either too little humor or it just didn't resonate with me, but I laughed three times (the life annuity scene amused me a lot). Among the actresses, Sandra Nováková impressed me the most with her performance. All in all, it could have been much worse.

Definitely not the first time I've seen this, and hopefully not the last. I’ve grown quite fond of the wandering psychologist/part-time goldfish with a very peculiar sense of humor, O.W. Grant. All the stops on Interstate 60 were great, but my personal favorite was the town full of people with law degrees. The cast was very good, the humor was the right kind to keep it from becoming a silly farce, and I had a great time from start to finish.

How do I approach this? A strange movie full of loud nature sounds (how I hate insects...), Welsh language, and a good atmosphere. It's obvious from the start that shit is going to hit the fan at some point in the story, but waiting for something to happen is painfully long. To say that the film had a slow pace is about as much of a euphemism as saying that Ed Kemper didn't exactly love his mother. Seriously, there were moments when I thought the DVD froze. It dragged but the occasional twists and turns and the very end were a reward for my endless patience. 3*+

What a weird movie. There wasn’t a hint of originality, a trio of not-quite-Shakespearean actors were cast in the lead roles, and the script and the way it was handled were quite unimpressive. Forty minutes into the movie, I was already bored, checking my watch every few minutes to see if it was going to be over soon. Gal Gadot may have a nice figure, but her acting is comparable to that of a Ukrainian clothes hanger, Ryan Reynolds' contribution was that he spent the entire movie rambling on and on (to a point when I started secretly hoping that his character would get killed off), and Dwayne Johnson is just The Rock. It was a very long two hours and I'm absolutely certain I won't watch it ever again.