Immediately before writing this review, I wrote the following sentence about the movie Forbidden Sun: “Mary had a little lamb and that lamb was the night of the lepus. Lepus bunnies jumping over bunnies in lepusland tonight.”
I remember thinking “Man, this is great storytelling,” but I knew that Forbidden Sun, being an obscure movie with an absurd plot worth explaining coherently, deserved a regular review, so instead I moved on to Kick-Ass. I try not to explain much about these reviews. I’m always tempted to offer up translations, but I know that they’re funnier without. But this review (which honestly, I’m not that into) actually needs a little context for the boringly near-coherent middle section where I complain about the theater I saw it at. This would be Sundance Kabuki Cinemas, which is owned by Robert Redford, and they have this stupid thing where you have to choose your seats at the box office before you go in. When they first introduced it, it sounded pleasant enough, but now I can’t stand it and I defiantly choose my seats at random on their dumb fucking computer screen, and sit wherever I fucking want once I’m inside. Anyway, all you really needed to know to get one of the references in the review is that Robert Redford owns the theater, and the rest, like I said, is easy to understand (disappointingly so, I feel).