Fanatics! Allow us the foreign, yet familiar, terrifyingly non-terrestrial
pleasure of steering you along the warped and unnatural crystalized
foliage-laden beach enfolding the lighthouse of dark holes with darker tunnels
harboring a still darker fantastical factory that cranks out carbonless copies
devoid of emotion, sensical responses and a sense of human humor, but these
cancerous, carbonless copies are devoid of humor for they are a blight, a
tumor, and as Nat Por, the whore, believed the doc's self-destructive rumor, of
this aberrant, blood-drop sucking, living, replicating, mangling
annihilation--she remains a consumer. This concentric and claustrophobia
inducing shimmer is as gorgeous as it proves grotesque, though from a distance
it passes for peaceful and picturesque, the way slut bag Lena grinds her
counterpart's man meat, she would earn more cabbage if she did burlesque and
though their tryst lived but a short life, she, for all time and her new clone
too, shall make a shabby wife, but Brother Brooks and I are your
dependable gift givers gifting you this speckled, refracting, misunderstood
treat of Slick Flick Pick, an entertaining, slick/flick-explaining series, a
desirable diversion from the main humanoid vein of Chemohawk Sessions. You're
our Cinematic Fanatics; we, your worthwhile cinephiles. For your 33rd episode,
we review one of our most cherished, respected and feared entries in the Alex
Garland portfolio of cinematic work: a disorienting, aurally industrial and
synth-rich score dominating, hybrid creature creating, gruesome death sating,
frighteningly efficient at mating, nerve grating, Kane castrating, humanity
checkmating, Lena's pear smooth, blemish-less skin replicating, gator mutating
visually shocking, audibly rocking, climatic gut-punch socking shimmer
surveying mission by the sea that puts the fstars odd in odyssey. This mind
mangle of a slick flick was financially appalling, but from a critical vantage…
considered enthralling; regardless of either/or I still found Nat Por a
melancholy whore, pulse pounding and supremely effective this flick's score--
found my worthwhile cinephile self in the unenviable position and posture of
wanting the film to run an additional hour longer, expanded philosophical
dialogue between Lena and Ventress--craving still more. This is a captivating,
curiosity stirring and mostly sating flick that crosses the scintillating
shimmer into a trio of genres: sci-fi, mystery, psychological horror-- it
transitions so seamlessly between genres and oft simultaneously, in such a way,
that you process it as a simple study in filmmaking sleekness. We offer you,
regarding this elevated horror, confident mystery, well-articulated sci-fi
production Annihilation, circa February 2018.
cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind
of reality… We offer you: Pick 33: Slick Flick Pick: Carbonless Copy--Further
Down the Lighthouse Hole; (E.T.S.D.); (Annihilation, 2018) Today, we discuss--
why it is best not to volunteer for a mission wearing a necklace that betrays
your deception and unveils your lies when your colleague brandishes an assault
rifle and sports crazy eyes, how tying your sightly squad to chairs seems one
step too far for cutting open your fellow soldier's tummies will no doubt leave
a scar, but Gina towards Lena proves rather mean-a, as she shouts at, spats on,
stands seconds away from stabbing lean Lena into her spleen-a; I thought they
were on the same godd*** team-a.
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Kane Tanaka 119 years
Sarah Knauss 119 years
Jiroemon Kimura 116 years
- Your worthwhile cinephile: fstars that mutant alligator/crocodile Falsetto Prophet and Brother Brooks.
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.