The chemistry between Chalamet and Russell is off the charts. Their love is desperate, passionate, true, confused and confounded, perpetually crushing under the ethical crisis they face in killing innocent people to survive, not to mention the fact that they feel very differently about it.
This tender, gory trip through the guts of a nation is blessed with one of those magical instances of casting the right actor in the right part, and it’s impossible to think of someone else who could do justice to this young woman the way that Taylor Russell does.
It’s a preposterous debacle that might work better as a Halloween skit on Saturday Night Live, but it takes itself seriously, which makes it seem even sillier. I found the result too sick and disgusting to describe, but not interesting enough to care.
Walking out of the theater an hour ago, reflecting on what we had just witnessed. No spoiler alerts here and try to go in with as little knowledge about it as you can. This was a great movie with strong performances all the way around.
This movie is awful. Acting/Characters: The acting was terrible and very bland, emotionless. The lead actress was awful. Story: Interesting but it goes nowhere... Some of it makes no sense. This movie rips off "Raw" a foreign film.
When Hollywood -**** MGM- copies a foreign film, in this case the overall core of the French film "RAW", it eschews the cerebral aspect of art (its basic level metaphores, its musings on our relationship to our bodies, on flesh) to focus on sensual effects (whoa! argh! cannibals! Blood! Sex! love! So exciting!) or tries to "tell a story" or worse "explain" an imagined parallel reality. And boring "realism" is the only thing Hollywood has to offer. Another perfect example here: What if there were cannibals among us, how would they survive, love etc...Pure realistic onanism. In other words, it's superficial and dumb Kleenex cinema. Besides, didn't they do that with vampires, zombies, aliens and whatnot before?