In ancient Egyptian mythology, a dead person's soul would be weighed against the feather of truth in a ritual called a psychostasy. If their soul was lighter than the feather, it would ascend into the afterlife. Heavy souls were devoured by Maat, eater of the dead. Good films go to hard drive heaven while the recycle bin eats the rest.
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
My Best Friend's Birthday (1987)
A drama by Quentin Tarantino.
A young man tries to do nice things for his friend on his birthday, but nothing works out.
This is Tarantino through a lo-fi black metal filter. It's disjointed and incomplete. There are classic rock songs and attempts at camera syncopation and non-linear plot, but just like the friend's good wishes, it doesn't work out. It is, however, really cool to see Quentin's first film. I'm rating this adequate because I swore that the director would never get a lower rating and I stand by that promise.
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