Cinematic Poison: The Brothers Grimm

I am a completionist fetishist. I read all of Atlas Shrugged, I read the entire “Ender’s Game” series, and I stuck with the Vampire Chronicles through Memnoch, but I simply could not complete twisted animator Terry Gilliam’s pile of eye-pain known as “The Brothers Grimm”.

Perhaps most shockingly for a Terry Gilliam movie, it was entirely derivative. The steampunk machinery and effects? Seen it in “Sleepy Hollow”. What about the brighter than life set and costuming? Seen it, “Big Fish”. Assembly of hot, as-yet-unsee-by-American-eyes European actresses, well no one tops Terry in that.

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