Walk. The. Line.
This movie does not transcend the traps of music biopics, and feels a little bit like a bunch of television episodes strung together, but manages not to fall on its face.
Because of this guy:
FUCKSHORTS.
I'm going back to the theater, paying six dollars more, and perving over Joaquin for another two and a half hours as soon as possible.
This movie does not transcend the traps of music biopics, and feels a little bit like a bunch of television episodes strung together, but manages not to fall on its face.
Because of this guy:
FUCKSHORTS.
I'm going back to the theater, paying six dollars more, and perving over Joaquin for another two and a half hours as soon as possible.
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It's two stories intermingled. One about a college student with psychic abilities who's imaginary girlfriend kills a professor, and now he's on the run from authorities. It's also about an old sheriff running for re-election, who's searching for the person who killed a local small town professor...
Eh. Better luck next year?
How about you?
[Edited on Nov 23, 2005 1:09PM]