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Old (2021)
Should be named "Bad"
It would be terrible if it were a 70's made for TV movie. Being a feature release it's truly horrible. I'm having a hard time believing this is an M Knight product. Reviews are required to be at least 150 characters. It's impossible for me to spend that much time on this ridiculous attempt at prolonging his career.
Westworld: Vanishing Point (2018)
Needlessly Complicated House of Mirrors.
The show would be better if it ran in chronological order. I doubt the writers know where it's going so the time jumps add nothing but confusion to the overall storyline. I mean, in my opinion. I've watched every episode since S1E1, some several times, and while the show is interesting and brings forward intriguing concepts it uses confusion and misdirection to fill the holes. It jumps between great technical detail and "Pay no mind to that man behind the curtain!" when the writers need to get from here to there and can't think of how to go about it. Gotta be the dumbest, most incompetent humans ever known. If that's the thrust of the series they made their point last year after 3 episodes. Well, maybe before the end of S1E1. It is otherwise an interesting series. It should either be stupid or smart, not one then the other. I'm going to watch season 3 like I watch the World Series: The last two innings of the last game of the series. The rest is a waste of time. I mean, in my opinion.
Buffalo '66 (1998)
Unwatchable
Gallo, whoever HE thinks he is, is lost in this film. He wrote, directed and acted in the film and has no one to blame for it's failure. I say failure having only made it through the first 25 minutes before I bailed out. The film has a feel to it until the tenth minute of character Billy's search for a place to urinate. A possible upturn when he meets up with Layla (Ricci) in the dance studio. Then off the edge, straight to the bottom; Billy to Layla, sitting on the front stoop of Billy's parent's house, "Hold me, don't touch me"... Click, I'm off IFC and over to TCM. Maybe the film improves beyond a young, nubile Christina Ricci in powder blue leotards and tap shoes. Maybe it doesn't. You can try it, but if you find yourself becoming ill you won't be able to blame me. I told you so.