Melancholia, Lars Von Trier.
Pretty powerful stuff. I especially loved how big the difference between the two acts is. In the first one we are intoduced to Justine (Kirsten Dunst
) and we learn to pity her and feel sorry for her. In the second act, though, her presence gets bigger and bigger and swallows the life of people around her, with no escape. And uselessly, too. She thinks she is right but she is not (it's 19 holes, not 18!), and it's too late to convince her. The beautiful, and too short, shot in which she lays down naked under the night sky with Melancholia rapidly approaching is perfect. She likes it, it's her only source of satisfaction. Justine is a movie villain if there ever was one.
Sure it's a slow movie, but it's definitely a good kind of slow and I wouldn't have wanted it any shorter.
8.5/10
Scary Movie, Keenen Ivory Wayans.
I had to, since I just finished watching the Screams, and I won't lie: some parts are pretty funny. Sure, some jokes are super lame and cheesy, but as opposed to most of the later *Random word* Movie, it still seemed like the people involved into it cared and wanted to make something enjoyable.
6.5/10