Suicide Kings

Suicide Kings

Christopher Walken shines in this cult-favorite dark comedy as Charlie, a former mobster who is abducted by five privileged young men (Sean Patrick Flanery, Johnny Galecki, Jay Mohr, Jeremy Sisto, Henry Thomas) desperate to raise a $2 million ransom to save the sister of a friend. As Charlie plays mind games, however, his captors splinter -- each wondering whether one of their own had a hand in the crime.

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Mlany V (br) wrote: The production of this movie is really awful, it made me sleepy in the middle of the story... the story of THOR (in a movie) could be interesting. Remember?! There is all that comic books (which story is interesting...) and animated cartoons about Thor, the movie could be impressive... but unfortunately it wasn't... horrible computer effects, and horrible costumes!

Rodney R (nl) wrote: A great comedy, but those who believe probably won't like it much. LOL

Janice O (us) wrote: Ok this is a rated r movie not g but i bet you could tell that from the skeleton with a shotuun on the cover but now to the review it was an ok movie it wasnt bad and it wasnt good

Dew R (nl) wrote: Okay! This is the best Bollywood movie (?) I have seen so far (?)! Before the Bollywood version (Hindi) of Ghajini, there was Kollywood version (Tamil) of Ghajini, and the plot was adopted from the Hollywood movie called "memento" which I have not seen yet.Both Bollywood and Kollywood version of Ghajini have directed by the same director (A. R. Murugadoss). Same main actress (Asin as Kalpana ) has given her performance for both version of the movie along with the same villain (Pradeep Singh Rawat as Ghajini). In the Bollywood version main actor is Amir Khan (Sanjay).Its drive me nut why this movie named by the name of the villain! But I can forget that because there are more admirable things in this movie which can not be found in typical Bollywood movie.First the storyline! Nice work! Movie has the gripping story which deviated from the typical Indian "Masala" movie!Reason I have so rated this movie because of the performance (I should say Excellent performance) given by the Asin. Same time I should add Ghajini is her first Bollywood movie. Asin lived in the role "Kalpana". I doubt there are no other bollywood actresses which exactly fix in to this role than Asin. Her nice little humor and innocence, playfulness grip the viewers heart instantly and when I saw tattoo on the Sanjayas' (Amir Khan) chest saying "Kalpana was Killed" it spare heavy weight on my heart. Murdering sequence of Kalpana made me mad and I did cry long time! I would say murdering sequence of Kalpana made the cruelest villain in the bollywood cinema and naming the film as "Ghajini" made a sens! Ghajini is the movie which fall in to category "the movie I admired lot but I have no intention of watching it again". All of my friends- colleagues here in Sri Lanaka have watched this movie and amazingly we all share same opinion! "DONT WATCH GHAGINI AGAIN!" I should admire the performance done by the Amir Khan, the most talented actor in present Bollywood cinema. But I feel there should be more toughness in his role as a short term memory loss patient who seeking revenge! But still he has done his justice to the role.Now Now!! Bad aspects of the Ghajini according to me! The songs, each and every song except the last song, contribute the reduction of the quality of the movie! Those songs made me no sense actually and they are not fixing to the plot and those songs made very bad effect! So big minus point should be given to the songs, especially Jiah Khans performing' "Latto". And the supporting actress Jiah Khan as Sunita made no sense! Bad performances! A.R Rahmans' music should be more effective than this!In order to terminate my review I should say Ghajini is one of the best movies in bollywood cinema! And Kalpanas' and sanjays' simple love story will make you cry at the end!

Megan T (nl) wrote: this did not translate well into film. i stopped watching halfway through.

Mike A (es) wrote: This was very informative, but I didn't like the style or the narrative

Blake P (fr) wrote: "I'd have to be pretty stupid to write a book about killing and then kill him the way I described in my book. I'd be announcing myself as the killer. I'm not stupid," mystery novel writer Catherine Tramell (Sharon Stone) purrs to a room full of doubtful detectives. Being investigated is the murder of Johnny Boz, a rock 'n' roll star slashed to death during a round of cocaine-fueled, sadomasochistic sex. "Basic Instinct" opens graphically with his demise, a voluptuous blonde the killer. Tramell, his girlfriend, is, as it so happens, voluptuous and blonde. Coincidence? "I wasn't dating him - I was fucking him," she elaborates to the police. She didn't care enough about the victim to commit a heinous act; why waste her time jeopardizing her well-being on a wealthy lay? Clever as Tramell is, though, we aren't so sure of her innocence. So "Basic Instinct" spends the rest of its duration toying with us, unsure whether to label her as another red herring in the whodunit puzzle or a murderer waiting to be verified. "Basic Instinct" caused quite a stir back in 1992, fought against by gay activists for its "evil" depiction of lesbians and bisexuals and threatened by the MPAA for its explicit scenes of sex and violence. The non-stop controversy only lead to box-office domination - audiences were dying to see what all the fuss was about - and viewing the film nearly 25 years later is a guilty pleasure, a treat in the erotic thriller genre. Everyone will find something to be offended by here, but taking "Basic Instinct"'s unsubtle portrayals of the sex and death 101 trope seriously is a mistake. On display is a stylish, sometimes deliriously entertaining modern day film noir, ready to titillate, manipulate. Michael Douglas portrays Nick Curran, a troubled cop heading the investigation of the above mentioned murder of Johnny Boz. Though Catherine Tramell, a brilliant, sexually wily psychopath, is the leading suspect, Curran immediately finds himself obsessed with her, despite knowing that she might be an ice-pick killer. The two embark on a torrid, often dangerous, affair - and as things heat up, murders reminiscent of Boz's death begin to pile up. With his split-screen techniques and emphasis on slow-motion and close-ups, one can only imagine what Brian De Palma could do with material like this. But Paul Verhoeven, a master of seedy storytelling, makes "Basic Instinct" so deliberately (and masterfully) noiry that merely focusing on that moment in which Stone may or may not have exposed her vulva (I'll get to that later) is a travesty. Most modern audiences remember the film for its soft-core sex scenes and slightly giallo slashings, but some critics, me included, hold "Basic Instinct" in high regard for its exquisite style. Sure, the sex is provocative and the violence is thrillingly over-the-top, but those who view "Basic Instinct" as a shameless would-be porno are missing the point. I can't say that the film is so smart that it would avoid covering the camera with Vaseline to highlight its inherent steaminess, yet Verhoeven's meticulous neo-noir flickerings make the film distinctly unforgettable instead of laughably arousing. Famous film noir trademarks include the decoration of rooms by the shadows of Venetian blinds and rising cigarette smoke, and not a scene in "Basic Instinct" goes by without masking itself with at least one of the two. Every inch of the police station is nicotine-laced and hazy, and Tramell looks lost when she isn't curling a Lucky Strike in her manicured fingers. If one were to consider what a 1950s era film noir would look like without the censors, without the black-and-white shimmer, "Basic Instinct" might be the answer. Yes, the film can be trashy, but it's too precisely designed to shrug off as trashy trash. It's divine trash, on the spectrum of carnally subdued art with its coffee-stained cinematography, its sweeping score. Even the infamous interrogation sequence, a staple in those "most-paused movie moment" slide shows that adorn spam websites, is a truly fantastic scene. Take away that nanosecond in which Sharon Stone uncrosses her legs and deftly reveals a nude nether region, and you get a superiorly shot sequence of filmmaking, an unforgettable moment in '90s cinema. The room is almost metallic in its placidity, the detectives as nervous as they are curt, the central Tramell a femme fatale goddess with her white minidress, white jacket, white cigarette, white pumps. The scene is fraught with sexual tension, a superior Stone cooing slick jabs ("What are you gonna do, arrest me for smoking?") at a handful of men sweating their libidos off. Though lasting just a few minutes, the entire sequence is absolutely stunning in its hush-hush game of sensual cat-and-mouse. Douglas' portrayal is perhaps too unlikable for someone who is supposed to be the hero (he's much too prone to yelling, insulting, having existential crises to actually enjoy being around), but Stone is the only actor that matters - in the process, she steals the film and creates one of the most unforgettable female characters in noir history. "Basic Instinct" is sleazy, all right - but it isn't the tactless blockbuster you may remember it as. It has flashes of brilliance and flashes of unpleasantness and brutality - never, though, will you find yourself watching the clock.

Dushyant S (au) wrote: Amitabh with great acting once again

Mike C (it) wrote: Hilarious, simply hilarious. Too bad the movie has never been released on DVD.

david t (es) wrote: i would like to see this one..