Is it really too much to expect, when I pop a DVD into the computer, that the movie actually be watchable?
Jesus Christ, it’s been over an hour, and I’m still nauseous—and no, not in a French New Wave-existentialist way.
Is it really too much to expect, when I pop a DVD into the computer, that the movie actually be watchable?
Jesus Christ, it’s been over an hour, and I’m still nauseous—and no, not in a French New Wave-existentialist way.
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Yeah, the handheld camera was a bit much at times, though I thought it was effective in giving the film a reality-tv feel. I was more sickened by the fact that the female lead wore strappy silver sandals throughout the whole movie, running through subway tunnels and climbing ruined skyscrapers in them. But maybe that was what you were referring to.