Amy Phetamine

so straight it’s bent, serving up a world where no one has eyes - only sunglasses. Where all glass is meant to be shattered by bullets and where dialogue such as, “Lily, you sleep like a transvestite being raped,” somehow makes sense. Close-ups are piled on top of close-ups, and even the slow motion is shot in slow motion, as cliches are piled up on top of each other until both movies are a fractured series of action movie set pieces stacked into an absurdly hilarious tower of babel with Mum Jokmok leaping off the top, naked and on fire, a blazing .45 in each hand.