Mini-Review: Polanski has an impeccable sense for nauseating paranoia and subtle urban trashiness that makes his apartment trilogy both scary and funny, sickening and delightful, heartbreaking and lighthearted, and overall an astonishing, inspiring experience. (I'm writing this monologue here because The Tenant is the last film from the trilogy that I saw). This one isn't as great as Repulsion or Rosemary, but it's wonderful and dripping with kafkaesque illness. Roman is perfectly sweet and crazy.

Mini-Review: Oddly paced and mean spirited. I'm really not sure what to think about it. I guess I tend to fall for highschool films, but there was something depressing here. It has some sort of sociopathic/moralistic charm, though, and the style is usually great. I still liked Clueless more - it's less "dark" and extreme but the characters are actually likable and the whole thing is enjoyable, while Heathers pretty much forces you to hate everyone and everything. Yes, it includes you, Winona and Christian.

Mini-Review: Decadence, mon amour.

Mini-Review: Incredibly imaginative! This movie is a wonderful journey through the rise and fall of a simple, innocent and ambitious girl, played by the absoloutly magnificent Divine. An epic trash masterpiece.

Mini-Review: 130 minutes of perfect paranoia, Mia Farrow being adorable, and one breathtaking dream sequence. Personal as mush as sitting hours next to your fever-ill friend.