THE APPRENTICE is a well-made movie that’s a good explanation of and well deserved middle finger to the historic moment we find ourselves in. It’s also a movie I was dreading watching and that I don’t even necessarily recommend because one could hardly blame you for not wanting to spend another second thinking about or watching even a simulation of that miserable fucking worthless prick asshole ratfucker Donald Trump (Sebastian Stan, RICKI AND THE FLASH).
It’s not exactly a biopic, more of a super villain origin story, or maybe a thesis, an argument that the very familiar modus operandi of our current nightmare came from Trump meeting and idolizing another one of history’s most wretched fuckfaces, Roy Cohn (Jeremy Strong, SERENITY). If you’re not familiar with his works, he was Joseph McCarthy’s chief counsel in the ‘50s, working with the notorious scumbag senator to tear apart America with politically motivated harassment prosecutions accusing people of communism. They also ran a witch hunt against closeted gay men, blackmailing them and hectoring many into suicide (though Cohn himself was a closeted gay man).
In the ‘70s Cohn was an attorney and fixer for some famous rich people and a number of gangsters including John Gotti, so Trump fit right in there. We might be living in a golden age right now if this one person had found a good therapist instead of a good fixer, but, as depicted in the movie, he was impressed that Cohn helped Nixon by leaking the medical records of Vice Presidential candidate Thomas Eagleton, showing that he had been treated for depression. Muppet Babies Trump can’t help but idolize a bully and cheater who does whatever he wants and fucks over anybody he sees with the cheapest shots imaginable. That’s what he wants to be when he grows up. (read the rest of this shit…)
LOVE HURTS is a trifle, a truffle, a little treat meant to be devoured quickly and forgotten. But that’s much better than I’d heard (one critic called it “nearly unwatchable,” I remember), so I feel kinda guilty that I listened to the conventional wisdom and skipped it in theaters. Ke Huy Quan got his 87North-produced action vehicle, an even greater honor than his Academy Award if you ask me, and I waited for video. For that I apologize.
You know Reality Winner? The young translator who was working as an NSA contractor and got busted for leaking an intelligence report about Russian interference in the 2016 election? She got sick of hearing Glenn Greenwald in particular say it was a hoax when she had proof sitting right there, so she mailed it to The Intercept, who published unredacted scans of the documents, “accidentally” leading the feds to the exact printer they came out of. She pled guilty and was sentenced to 5 years and 3 months in prison under the Espionage Act of 1917, the longest sentence ever imposed for leaking classified information to the media.
I don’t want to fairy-tale-reimagining-sequel you guys out, but the truth is right after I watched 
MICKEY 17 is one of those lucky breaks humanity gets every once in a while where for some reason some American company gives South Korean master Bong Joon Ho (THE HOST, 
Today instead of one regular-sized review I have two fun-sized looks at movies I saw in theaters last week. They are not making much money and might not last long, but I support the theatrical experience (please clap).
THE WICKED CITY (1992) is the Hong Kong version of 
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