Here you find no no-nonsense. DISHONORED: the CRANK-HIGH VOLTAGE of the Dietrich/von Sternberg-films.
The big letdown of STAR TREK GENERATIONS is the Nexus which – so we are told – trapped Kirk in a seemingly addictive world, but in the film feels shallow, boring, and apparently weary to live in for more than some few days (especially for an adventurer like James Tiberius Kirk). The (maybe) unconscious Trekkie Harmony Korine uses his disappointment in the Nexus and creates the siren like trap we always dreamt of to give us the creeps.
The figure of lowness (Cecil B. DeMille) presides over the front entrance of the circus maximus whose spectators watch gladiators, christians, half naked women and animals undergo unspeakable degradations so grotesquely compelling that the spectators’ eyes become larger and larger until the spectators themselves are transformed into gigantic eyeballs in chairs, while on the other side of the circus the figure of grandeur (Cecil B. DeMille) uses a megaphone to invite cinemagoers to an exhibition in which, if the cinemagoers…