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Twist-less crowd winner that Hellraises Oliver's lion-faced redemption out of bloodied vistas like a fat Phoenix that Reeds of condescending soundtracks and cutting.

Riveting mystery set in motion in modern age-old Europe where everything's still creepy and beautiful. A satanic film noir with an escalating groove.

French Film Noir shown in lonely tones and isolated colors smearing the flip-side of persecution and its complex perplexities. A memorable existential staring contest.

A circle jerk full of ballsy bells and whistles that addresses, entertains and extends everyone's self-destructive sense of nostalgia beyond whole mountains of warning.

Bubonic-plague personified decides to single out the fastest Death-escaping cowboy and wastes no time in hunting him down a road of rural intrigue.

Cusack hasn´t been this good since his own Grace disappeared, but Dano has been trully great for the first time in a permanently resonant film.

Maybe Oswald was a great shot after all and single-handedly managed to dent the world with a fulminant sacrifice...a patsy-making film of paranoid passion.

An instant classic for the newly interested or a permanently pleasant surprise for the directly involved. Watch with eyes and ears full of empathy only.

Stays enticing and incredibly abducting all the way thorough: from the first killer-shot till the last...from the first viewing to obsessing about it.

In-motional motion picture with a fluent techno-rhythm and welcomed gimmicks that keep our eyes lubricated, tuned and toned throughout an intense perception-workout.

The tsunami-ing intensity of Japanese culture in a "fissional" example that polishes every single shard coming out of its smashed mirror of a portrait.

Very serious comical take on a single star system in the disbelief-suspended galaxy of organized religion and their Bonde-esque villains coloring it all.

Finding the truest truant-compatible camaraderie in some of the darkest, yet most sought-after corners of this open-Bar planet of ours - can sometimes be a very beautiful thing.

Suburban black magic orbiting around the inter-dimensional cellar-portal of a teenage mind that is full of defying questions to colliding answers.

There are only two benefits of being a has-been: one is the experience, and the other is the inspiration gotten from Falling Down (1993)

The Jane Fonda of rockumentaries that also happens to be a comedy that mock-documents a fictional rock band that has become realer than life.

A very stern motion picture warning against obtuseness and corruption not to be taken lightly then and a good idea to tattoo in mind today.

Don't deny a man his basic right to have a goddamn beer and watch the game in the completely lucid lunacy of life well lived.

Now we know where all that elevator blood in The Shining (1980) was coming from. A barrage of depressing thoughts inspiringly hand-drawn into emergency hysteria.

Just like with football stadiums and length, Culkin himself has become an unofficial time-measurement unit for those who´ve witnessed him grow up on screen.

Milks the practical effect-cow to its last drop; turns it into oil and the carbon into diamond. All rationally shown in old-fashioned aspects.

Groundbreaking first person- shot music video by the Guns 'n Roses of techno that taunted the hell out of the Western pre-internet mainstream media.

The crowning achievement of the golden age of MTV music videos by unsung cinematic master Mark Romanek. Single greatest favor Joel Peter-Witken ever got.

Cold plate of vampiric hors d'oeuvres served with visual mastery. Extracts fine things out of Kitsch instead of just swiping them under the bear carpet.

Rammstein is back to its basic decency with redeeming visual cheap-shots shocking the most common denominator with enough charm to get away with it.