Nakata, an author, resides utilizing the painful memory regarding the death of his partner, whoever life had been cut short a few many years earlier. Ended up being it a crash or ended up being it suicide? Doubt persists. In order to escape his guilty Nakata, conscience gives up on marriage and fatherhood. Hence freed, he embarks on an obsessive intimate records and jeorney his activities in a book, "The Dark Room". A philisophical essay on sexuality, reproduction and the fate of mankind.
Tim D (es) wrote: Not a bad watch. Had a few good laughs in there and is very watchable. Not Dane Cooks or Jessica Alba's best but still good enough to keep you interested
Theresa H (us) wrote: How is this movie only getting a 74 percent from audiences? It's a great, fun and life telling story. Great actors...etc. Glad I watched. Want to see the Broadway show now!
Jarin W (kr) wrote: the movie wasn't mad for the people who don;t play the card game and its not for adults and its not complicated
Scott S (gb) wrote: This movie had such potential but the script was horrid. The acting was horribly stiff, especially the aunt's character. Frankly I still have not figured out what her role was in the movie. I really wanted to like this movie as the message is important but it just never got past bad acting, directing, and especially editing. The only positive in the movie was the music which was exceptional
sybil b (gb) wrote: Alright. It was the beginning of some big stars here.
Mike B (nl) wrote: Silly but fun film with goofy legal antics and not-so-great acting by Hannah.
Isaac K (nl) wrote: I love Gamera. This is the first in the series. Gamera is an ancient monster who is frozen in the polar ice cap. A nuclear explosion thaws him out. He flies halfway around the world to Japan, which he attacks. At the end he is loaded onto a space shuttle and launched into space.
Richard D (br) wrote: Cocteau's debut feature is divided into four sections. Things happen. Statues come to life. People step through mirrors into hotels. A snowball turns out to be a chunk of marble. It's often mislabeled a "surrealist" film. Cocteau is clearly not engaged in the same sort of activity as the surrealists and their ilk. Perhaps that's why I feel a lot less engaged by this admittedly brilliant but, personally, underwhelming film.
Addie A (us) wrote: I liked the 1940s sets and costumes...kinda fun, kinda sad, an okay movie in my book!
Seven T (au) wrote: This is one of the best movies I've seen in a couple of years. The critics are so wrong that it is mind boggling they can still call themselves critics.It's obvious why however. They are lit on fire by hell. The boorish critic, is a slave to the God hating oligarchy and would probably lose their jobs if they were to give a thumbs up to a faith based movie.This is a movie that even shows the horrors of a warlord hated by the left, yet as soon as you inject Jesus into the movie, it must be panned.There was not a dry eye in my household, first because a man was able to overcome his rough drug running past to become a preacher, second because this man exposed the horrors of the barbaric Kony terrorist cult in the Sudan, and third out of righteous anger he took up arms to defend and free children from slavery.But to the effete leftist cultural censor, the concept of righteousness is boorish. This reminds me of the words of our greatest president, Teddy Roosevelt, a true man of deeds,"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. "I think we know whose camp these critics are in. The poor timid soul who neither knows victory or defeat. That their consciences can be so seared as to not be moved by this film speaks volumes about their moral compass.
Mia W (ca) wrote: Dated and with terrible acting. Mostly consists of Mel Gibson grunting and men dressed in s&I'm garb yelling.