Messy Psychosis is the New Bitch

This past April, when I saw Southland Tales, I felt so absolutely confused over what I saw. It was so dizzying, so frantic, so mind-blowingly EVERYTHING that I couldn't come to a final decision on a grade. I felt so strongly that it was either the greatest movie I've ever seen or the worst that I couldn't decide what I actually felt. Well, why am I bringing this up?

Tropic Thunder is the new Southland Tales.

In a film starring practically everyone on earth (even Helen Mirren! well, sort of) that's an obvious satire of Hollywood and filmmaking and the traits of actors and famous people in general, it's just... just... GAH! I can't even finish that sentence. It's psychotic. That's what it is - certifiably psychotic. I felt like I was being brain-raped. I was simultaneously laughing my ass off and feeling distressingly uncomfortable about what the frak they were doing. Everything was fucking hilarious, though. Even *gasp* Tom Cruise. Seriously, just, UGH.

Oh well, it'll probably end up with a 3½/5. But it's still psychotically bonkers. Also, I want Satan's Alley to become a feature. NOW.