My rating is extremely biased and based on the fact that I live for this shit. I would go back to school to get a philosophy degree so I could be Žižek. Let’s sit around and psychoanalysize the shit out of the male gaze in cinema. Let’s talk about how Lynch has daddy issues and Hitch has mommy issues. Let’s make movies interesting again, like they were before they became just entertainment.
You know when something is considered a masterpiece and you’re just like psh it can’t be that great and so you put off watching it for years but then you finally watch it and wonder why you put off watching it for so long because it turns out everyone is right and it was brilliant? I do that a lot. Case in point.