It's about time I drop my review of this film, a review from someone in the demographic that all the negative critics pretend don't exist. I got a chance to see Repo! in its first stop on the Repo! Road Tour, in Portland, OR. I know how poorly the film is being critiqued by those "who make a living doing such", and it is, to this viewer, a terrible injustice. Fortunately, those critics aren't the only ones with voices that matter. So I'm dropping mine.
Repo! the Genetic Opera is fantastic. Plain and simple. In having the difference between a musical and an opera elaborated upon by Terrance Zdunich, I have to say that Repo! achieves exactly what it's title promises. It is an opera, an ongoing stream of torrential harmony and conceptual (dis)harmony from opening to ending. Everything fits perfectly, and the fact that all those cast sing their own parts: a commendable addition. I have nothing bad to say about this film, nor should I. This movie (and those who had a hand in its conception) kept every promise made since I first heard about it many months ago. I loved every second of it.
To those who find fault with the film, to those critics who gave their respectively shameful reviews, I just have to say this: it is to you all I will glance abhorrently when all of the world's mainstream theaters are filled to the brim with tired remakes. Repo! the Genetic Opera is the boulder planted deeply in the midst of the sluicing stream, and you all are missing something truly ground-breaking. Darren, Darren, and Terrance have brought to the screen a fantastic, murderous rock opera, and I am just thankful that I've been fortunate enough to see it when I had the chance. This movie is going places whether the paid critics acknowledge it or not.
As for recommending the film, I suggest it to anyone with a palate for the Gothic, the darkly comic, the brutal, the horrifying, the tragic, and the beautiful. All can be found bountifully in Repo! The Genetic Opera!
Repo! the Genetic Opera is fantastic. Plain and simple. In having the difference between a musical and an opera elaborated upon by Terrance Zdunich, I have to say that Repo! achieves exactly what it's title promises. It is an opera, an ongoing stream of torrential harmony and conceptual (dis)harmony from opening to ending. Everything fits perfectly, and the fact that all those cast sing their own parts: a commendable addition. I have nothing bad to say about this film, nor should I. This movie (and those who had a hand in its conception) kept every promise made since I first heard about it many months ago. I loved every second of it.
To those who find fault with the film, to those critics who gave their respectively shameful reviews, I just have to say this: it is to you all I will glance abhorrently when all of the world's mainstream theaters are filled to the brim with tired remakes. Repo! the Genetic Opera is the boulder planted deeply in the midst of the sluicing stream, and you all are missing something truly ground-breaking. Darren, Darren, and Terrance have brought to the screen a fantastic, murderous rock opera, and I am just thankful that I've been fortunate enough to see it when I had the chance. This movie is going places whether the paid critics acknowledge it or not.
As for recommending the film, I suggest it to anyone with a palate for the Gothic, the darkly comic, the brutal, the horrifying, the tragic, and the beautiful. All can be found bountifully in Repo! The Genetic Opera!
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