Jason Statham in Diabetes
Fantastic - I think I’m going to start reblogging (translation: stealing) stuff more.
Crank: An infuriatingly moralistic review
I had the utter misfortune of watching Crank the other night. I say utter misfortune: I laughed. More than once. And stared at the screen, aghast, for the vast majority of the rest. Even the critics who loved Crank accepted that it was a shitty film - they just thought that it deserved celebrating because it seemed to consciously wallow in its own filth.
And I get that. To an extent. But there’s something else about Crank that threw me off a little, and I’m not sure what it was. So excuse me if this gets a little stream-of-consciousness as we go on, because I’m still working it out as I write.


