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t’s boring and full of despicable characters, it suffers greatly from plotline packrat syndrome, and is frustratingly bent on lending credence to stereotypes about Germans’ lack of humor and poor taste in pop music, perhaps, but it’s also fairly derivative.

Ensconced in scandal from production to release and beyond, Viridiana further cemented Luis Buñuel’s status as Surrealist legend.

Neil Jordan deserves the silent treatment for High Spirits; that any ink should be spilled over this fetid log is a tragedy. Bracing himself for a much-deserved slap in the face, knave Jordan offered excuses and denied culpability, but really he should’ve sent flowers.

James Munro’s Street Trash is a careening, runaway dump truck of gore, raunch, racial slurs, and slapstick whose narrative hinges on a liquor store owner’s scheme to drive away pesky homeless patrons by selling them a discounted case of fetid malt liquor.