The Discreet Charm of the Utterly Miscast
Wait, they were SERIOUS?
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CAN'T STOP LAUGHING
CANNOT STOP
...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Oh, god, does this...this REALLY is a film that is currently playing in theaters, isn't it?
Until today I thought this was going to be some kind of Surrealist joke. I half expected Bunuel to rise from the dead, point his finger at us, and laugh.
Although Javier Beltran really does look like Lorca:
When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I sucked up autobiographies and biographies of the Generation of '27 like the rest of you suck air. I read thousands and thousands of pages on Buñuel, Lorca, and Dali. To this day, Buñuel's autobiography My Last Sigh is one of my favorite film director memoirs ever.
And now they went and made a film of my favorite Spanish Holy Trifecta. STARRING ROBERT PATTINSON.
The critics, needless to say, are not being kind.
I am SO compiling links of the more vicious sporkage.
Well, maybe this'll get screeching teenage fangirls interested in Dali, Lorca, and Buñuel, although I doubt that most of them would recognize any of the iconic imagery from Un chien andalou if it came at them with a straight razor and started dicing their sclera.
Let's just say that I'm not looking forward to the horrible Lorca/Dali slash that will be the inevitable by-product of this triumph of cinema. And there will be bad slash, my preciouseseseses. Like slag is a by-product of ore, unf unf unf slash.
THE ACCENTS:
Kill me now. Nothing can surpass this.
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CAN'T STOP LAUGHING
CANNOT STOP
...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Oh, god, does this...this REALLY is a film that is currently playing in theaters, isn't it?
Until today I thought this was going to be some kind of Surrealist joke. I half expected Bunuel to rise from the dead, point his finger at us, and laugh.
Although Javier Beltran really does look like Lorca:
When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I sucked up autobiographies and biographies of the Generation of '27 like the rest of you suck air. I read thousands and thousands of pages on Buñuel, Lorca, and Dali. To this day, Buñuel's autobiography My Last Sigh is one of my favorite film director memoirs ever.
And now they went and made a film of my favorite Spanish Holy Trifecta. STARRING ROBERT PATTINSON.
The critics, needless to say, are not being kind.
I am SO compiling links of the more vicious sporkage.
Well, maybe this'll get screeching teenage fangirls interested in Dali, Lorca, and Buñuel, although I doubt that most of them would recognize any of the iconic imagery from Un chien andalou if it came at them with a straight razor and started dicing their sclera.
Let's just say that I'm not looking forward to the horrible Lorca/Dali slash that will be the inevitable by-product of this triumph of cinema. And there will be bad slash, my preciouseseseses. Like slag is a by-product of ore, unf unf unf slash.
THE ACCENTS:
Click to viewKill me now. Nothing can surpass this.