Why is it that a writer/director/whatever can put a male through whatever they want and it’s a great movie, but when they put a female through the same things, suddenly that writer/director/whatever hates women?
This movie is just as bad as I thought it was going to be when I first found out about it.
At least I got to watch Ed Westwick prance around dressed as a greaser. Sadly, this is the only redeeming part.
To clear up misunderstandings I had previously: Frank is not the same Frank. Yet for some reason, the image of Donnie’s Frank in his Halloween costume, the freaky rabbit, is Sam’s “Dream face”. This brings me right back to the idea that Frank was Donnie’s catalyst and shouldn’t make an appearance in this film at all. I still stand by that.
The guy actually named Frank in this movie is a mechanic and has nothing to do with anything.
Not that any part of this movie made any actual sense. It sort of felt like the writer and/or director of S. Darko didn’t actually understand Donnie Darko, and just took imagery that seemed cool and shoved it into this movie. The entire concept is off.
I hated it. I hated it the whole time. Don’t watch this movie. Run from it. Run screaming. If somebody says you should watch it, punch them in the face and then run. Or set their copy on fire. Either one is fine with me.