Viewing Thread:
"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind"

Just seen this tonight, and I cannot recommend it enough. Please, PLEASE don't go an see crap like Van Helsing and buy a ticket for this instead, I promise you won't regret it. It's touching, it's funny, it's amazingly inspired and it's got career best performances from Carrey and Winslet. Every minute of this film is priceless, and if you have any heart and soul in your body, you'll adore it just as much as I did.

Please go see it. Don't make me beg.

Nope, that's testosterone.

No, it's that disease animals get where they lose their hair.

I understand the concept of range: big place, full of cows.

Ahh, you see, the supreme users (known for their extreme intelligence, diversity in interest and understanding of the world) enjoy the film, while the pitiful regulars fail to understand even simple concepts, such as 'range', as a completely and utterly random example.

*re-arranges pictures of himself on his wall*

OK, i'll go and see it and i'll have the deciding vote

Seems the notables like it and the regs don't.

Fight, fight, fight!

I've not seen it, but intend to, and for what it's worth, it's directed by Michel Gondry, who directed some great music videos, such as the White Stripes lego one and The Chemical Brothers' Star Guitar.

I saw it last week and thought it was the biggest pile of donkey-sh*te since...er...*attempts to think of a bad film*...o well, it sucked.

I saw it tonight too. I hated it. It made me cheat on my new lurveee with my ex when Kate Winslet and Jim Carrey where at that parrade...and again after the film. It was such a cunningly disguised, awkwardly written chick flick.

I can quite honestly say that this film is in my all-time top five worst ever movies list.

Jim: Oooh, look we're in my mind! Oooh!
Kate: Hi, I'm really kooky.
Jim: We're in my memories! Of us! But I paid some dude to erase them!
Kate: I have orange hair.
Jim: We're at a railway station but all the people are disappearing one by one. That is like so symbolic of what is happening to my memories!
Kate: I used to have green hair.
Jim: Now we're in bed together. It's totally romantic.
Kate: See, didn't we used to have good times?
Jim: Yes, we did. I'm beginning to regret having my memories erased now. Let's hide in another part of my brain! This is a nice house. It's disappearing! This is a nice bookshop. It's disappearing! This is the same scene played over and over, again and again. It's recurring!
Kate: Now I have blue hair.
Jim: It's beautiful: let's fall unconventionally in love all over again.

Blah blah blah. Cue film disappearing up its own bum and collapsing under the weight of its kerrazy characters. Utter guff. And only for girls, really pathetic girls. While watching the film I wished that I was dead; that I could get the memory treatment and forget I ever watched this crap; that I was outside; that the ceiling had a pretty picture on it; and that I could take a baseball bat to the film's director, writers, cast, producers and - most importantly - its reviewers, each and every one of whom assured me that this would be a cinematic masterpiece.

so does kate