So I finally saw "lost in translation". and umm.. yeah. well, it was ok. I probably would've skipped it had I known it would put me in such a shitty mood.
It was interesting, depressing and utterly absurd all at once. I think the point was for it to be upsetting, and at that it succeeded, artsy-fartsy cinematography, lots of gray blue tones, etc. a beautiful movie. but beyond that, I haven't had enough time to digest it and crap out an opinion on it.
I just know I was happier before I saw it.
I decided to wash it down with some Splodge....
They called him Tough Shit
Tough Shit Wilson
Tough Shit - Tough Shit was his name
They called him Tough Shit
Tough Shit Wilson
and Tough Shit was his claim to fame...
It was interesting, depressing and utterly absurd all at once. I think the point was for it to be upsetting, and at that it succeeded, artsy-fartsy cinematography, lots of gray blue tones, etc. a beautiful movie. but beyond that, I haven't had enough time to digest it and crap out an opinion on it.
I just know I was happier before I saw it.
I decided to wash it down with some Splodge....
They called him Tough Shit
Tough Shit Wilson
Tough Shit - Tough Shit was his name
They called him Tough Shit
Tough Shit Wilson
and Tough Shit was his claim to fame...
Then again, I have a giant tombstone tattooed on my back . . . .