Brick

I went to see this film today - back at the Greenwich Picture House once more.
Now this film was announced as a great movie - will be a cult, etc.
I'm not so sure. I found it rather irritating and confusing. It seemed to be a pastiche of the 1930s/40s/50s detective movies - very Raymond Chandler. All the language and conversation seemed far too studied and contrived - unbelievable in fact. It seemed also to be a succession of 'lets beat up the hero' scenes - and frankly if a boxer had received that level of beating from Amir Khan the bout would have been over and someone would be in a coma or at best receiving major organ transplants. The whole premise seemed totally unbelievable, the plot totally confused, the cinemaphotography flawed, camera work poor, lighting substandard, and at the end I really couldn't have cared less who had killed Emily. The acting was OK, but frankly with such poor dialogue to deliver no one comes out of this film terribly well.
I've probably alienated all the film buffs now - but hey - lets tell it as it is and lets not be pretentious shall we?