two word review: “fucked up”
i wasn’t particularly interested in seeing this movie, but i needed the break and some of the gang was going to go see it. so i went. peer pressure, i art thy bitch.
i was in a really good mood before i went to go see this movie. had an extra skip in my step and a slight twinkle in my eye. if a familiar song came wafting out of nowhere and a bunch of dancers mysteriously appeared behind me and started singing along i would be headlining my very own musical. ok, maybe not that happy but you get my drift.
so i sit on down with my raisinettes and white cherry slurpee expecting a good show. how can it not be with a title called “there will be blood”? 158 minutes later i’m pissing my white cherry slurpee into the urinal and wondering what the hell i just watched. it was a good movie. hell, a great movie if you were actively looking for something like it. the thing is, that movie pretty much took my good mood, tied it up into a neat little bow and punted it into shark infested waters.
daniel day-lewis was excellent at playing one of the most complex and twisted characters not in a tim burton movie. man oh man did i flinch everytime a piece of an oil rig fell and cracked someone’s dome like an egg. heh. so, as long as you’re not expecting rays of sunshine to get blown up your ass… this might be a movie worth checking out. you don’t have to take my word for it though.