You had me at Ryan Reynolds. That's one to avoid.
The Voices: A horror-comedy that’s as schizophrenic as its protagonist
Horror comedy is not an easy genre-mishmash to pull off, although when it’s done right (Shaun of the Dead, The Faculty), it’s usually brilliant. Unfortunately, The Voices doesn’t quite manage it. Things start promisingly enough, with Ryan Reynolds as Jerry, the apparently aw-shucks hometown boy who works in the bathtub factory …
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Sunday 22nd March 2015 10:43 GMT Martin Maloney
This is one of those...
..."Did he see the same movie that I did?" moments. And one of his criticisms was the accent of the evil loquatious feline?
Although the main character is a total whack job, he is not a deliberate serial murderer. Rather, circumstances force him to kill, to keep his insanity from being discovered.
After the first killing and dismemberment, he places the head on a table and feeds it. Then he sticks it into his refrigerator, and -- you guessed it -- he has coversations with it. The heads of the next two victims also end up in the refrigerator, also talking. It's a hoot!
Where the reviewer went wrong was in regarding "The Voices" as a horror-comedy. It's not; instead, it's a farce, and a very well, er, executed one.
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Sunday 22nd March 2015 21:24 GMT Anonymous Coward
That’s 107 bewildering minutes of my life I’ll never get back
And that's five minutes of my life I won't have back, reading a fairly cr@p film review in search of some interest or relevance to the Reg and its (perhaps former) demographic.
You could at least have told us if anybody got their kit off.
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Monday 23rd March 2015 09:31 GMT Havin_it
Re: That’s 107 bewildering minutes of my life I’ll never get back
Gosh, you're right: Brid-aine's reviews have been strangely devoid of "phwoooar"-ratings. What's the matter with her?
You're right, the demographic is definitely shifting. You could do your bit to stop the rot by leaving.
Icon: closest to the gesture I'm making right now.
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