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A story that's too fascinating to pass by...

In truth, any opportunity to see the film on the big screen is welcome.

It's a good bad... and worth a popcorn matinée. While it's easy to lament what could have been...

An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

I have come to the realization that Netflix is one of the few companies that can offer inferior product to the public, and the public eats it up. The story here is fairly interesting, but the script is horrendous. A sampling;"Where are you from? Where are you going? Who are you?""No one in particular.""Anybody in general?""That's the crux of it, brother.""You're not a talker. I like that."That is basically how the dialog goes through the entire film. The one plus is, the dialog makes for a great drinking game. Take a shot every time the word 'brother' is spoken...you'll be passed out before the halfway point, which is probably a good thing.Another gem of dialog; "When you get what you want, what do you want?" What I wanted was this movie to end.One question: Mark Wahlberg? Really? Did he lose a bet?All in all, an atrocious movie...brother.

Oscar Isaac, Garrett Hedlund, Mark Wahlberg, the screenwriter from Body of Lies directing, all together in a crime thriller film. How is this movie not on par with Cloverfield. The script for one thing.Is this movie a dark revenge thriller, a psychological thriller. I don't think this movie knows what it wants to be, so my two cents is that the director made it up as he went along.The story centres on Hedlunds character travelling to the Mojave desert to commit suicide, until one night, he encounters a polar opposite, who has come to find a worthy victim. Being followed back into L.A., Hedlund's character needs to find a way to stop Isaac's character once and for all.One of the synopsis' I found was, I kid you not, "two suicidal drifters head into the Mojave desert to end it all and come across each other. Their newfound friendship will help each other fight back against their depression", now THAT would have been a worthy story to cover, I would wanna see that. But then I remembered the movie poster and I knew there was something fishy about it, and my suspicions weren't wrong. It's not garbage, but it's also what I call the "Hide and Seek" of crime thriller films; just something the actors did for a pay check, and hopefully they've scrubbed it from their resume. I'm really disappointed. Maybe I should read multiple synopsis' and trailers before I watch the film.I'll give it a 5 out of 10

A thriller that skirts some of the issues of Hamlet. Surprise after surprise builds and mounts preparing the audience for the tension in the story line which then gives rise to an ending which one might not expect. Character traits unfold and are put to the test as the two main characters repeatedly negotiate on levels which never meet but always spark the audience's interest.

There are some writers who seem to think if they quote Shakespeare and Herman Melville within their own work, they might automatically be regarded as possessing a higher level of intellect - not so, and Mojave offers a reasonable example as proof. Here we have writer/director William Monahan (The Departed) doing just this in a rather lame attempt to dress up his lowly 'character' study about a suicidal 'artist' (why suicidal? because he has success and luxury laid on, a loving wife and delightful young daughter who idolizes him) I ask, what better reason could you have for wanting to commit suicide?. Borrowing a leaf from the Travers character in Paris Texas our 'artist' wanders into tho desert to explore how many ways he can kill himself. Failing at several, he appears to settle on drinking himself to death.While still in the desert he meets another equally disturbed fellow who is obviously quite happy to do him in. Instead of excepting the offer, our suicide contender suddenly decides he won't allow this and begins looking at ways of murdering this chap - another perfectly reasonable idea! The ensuing cat and mouse game goes on interminably, with each man sprouting endless expletives & pseudo-psycho-babble as they attempt to kill each other...as well as any innocent by-standers who just happen to get in their way. All this might sound most interesting to those who enjoy Tarantino type nonsense but, any thinking viewer might beware. Is there anything that's good in all this?. The desert is well photographed, Oscar Isaac and Garrett Hedlund are occasionally OK in the leads and some bits of the score music by UK born Andrew Hewitt are quite interesting. As for the supporting cast, Walton Goggins' character is so bad it's laughable, as is Mark Walberg's foul mouthed sex obsessed producer. Cultists may enjoy the over-the-top foolishness but this is supposed to be a dramatic modern classic!. Next thing to down right awful nastiness.