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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Up: A RMP movie review
Up is the tenth movie from Pixar, the studio that continues to dominate the animated film market, and let me tell you that their winning streak continues with their latest. From the story to the writing to the visual artistry to the pitch-perfect voice acting, this is a movie that's firing on all cylinders. This is the end result of masters of their craft who still have a youthful eagerness to tell a great story and outdo themselves on every level. This is the most heartwarming fucking movie in years.
But what is it that makes this goddamn movie so fucking touching? First, let's start with the characters. The way that the relationship grows between Carl, the 78-year old man, and Russell, the pudgy boyscout is powerful and believable as fuck. I was so delighted as they grew to become friends and learn from each other that I just about shit myself. Their goddamn fucking interactions awoke my inner child, made me leap for joy, and proclaim, "Fucking this is the shit, cocksucker!" You won't see more goddamn fucking well-developed chemistry in a theater this motherfucking year.
The story is wonderful as well. Seeing Carl take matters into his own hands to fulfill his lifelong dream made me want to achieve the impossible too. Right after I saw this movie I tried to bend over and suck my own cock. Terminator: Salvation never made me want to suck my own cock. The Dark Knight made me finger my own asshole a little bit, but not until Up has a movie made me want to go down on myself. How the fuck can this fucking motherfucking movie be so fucking good?
And then there's the visual artistry. With every subsequent Pixar movie, I always think there's no room for improvement on a technical or artistic level, and I'm always proven wrong. Up proves yet again that nobody can cold-cock you in the face with a blackjack and rape the living shit out of your eyeballs like Pixar.
In the end, I strongly recommend the fucking shit out of Up. It made me feel like a kid again, and you can expect to love it just as much as your shiteating little bastard spawn cocksucking children will.
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