Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
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Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
The Mask (1994): When Looney Tunes Gets a Body Count
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The Mask (1994): When Looney Tunes Gets a Body Count
Send us a text Dog Movie month and they aren't sad movie bait Today were talking about: This week we put on The Mask (1994) — and things get weird fast. Jim Carrey plays Stanley Ipkiss, a painfully nice guy who finds an ancient mask and transforms into a green-faced cartoon demon with the confidence of a Vegas magician and the morals of a raccoon on Red Bull. Expect: 🎩 Big teeth 🕺 Horny dancing 💣 Unexplainable violence 🐺 And the most chaotic use of jazz hands in cinema...
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Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
