VICKY CHRISTINA BARCELONA. Best friends who inhabit patented Woody Allen archetypes – representing left-brain versus right-brain living, and who articulate exactly what they're thinking at all times (the pointless narrator only compounds this), each find themselves becoming more like the other while summering in Spain and being seduced by free-spirited local artist Javier Bardem. Penelope Cruz is on fire in her psychotic ex-wife role, and Blu-Ray loves Scarlett Johansson.
VISITOR Q. By far the most disturbing movie I've ever seen that I could still say I liked afterward. I don't even know where to begin. Mother's projectile milk fetish? Or her helping her husband bury a dead coworker he'd just fucked? (Yes, postmortem.) Ah, Miike. . . somebody get this guy a psychoanalyst.
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