Notes upon watching The Drop

The Drop (2014)

 

• For this movie Tom Hardy decided to adopt another silly voice, as is his wont. It's OK, though, because he acts the hell out of that silly voice. This time I think he was going for “Asthmatic John Turturro after being shot in the lung.”

• Is Tom Hardy contemplating his place in the universe, or trying to not fart in church?

• This Christmas present could have been wrapped a bit better. It needs a bow on top.

• My room is completely dark, and I can feel my cat Miette staring at me. It is more tense than the movie.

• James is chucking salt at the ground WHILE Tom is scraping off the ice. That is stupid. The salt should go on first, let it sink in, then scrape off the ice.

• I had no idea that fluffy fluffy collars on winter jackets were so prominent in New York. I searched google images for “New York people winter” and a fifth of the pics were people wearing fluffy fluffy collars. I live in New England, and I don't recall ever seeing a fluffy fluffy collar.

• I count 57 magnets on that refrigerator, yet none of them are holding up portraits of a distant cousin's ugly kids.

• Despite the subtle clues, I could never figure out where this movie takes place.

• I appreciate the politeness of washing the blood off the money. I wish everyone were that considerate.

• Is there a way to get the statistics on how many body parts are in the Brooklyn River at any given time? Maybe that was on the last U.S. Census?

• My cat Nuveena was sleeping the entire time I watched this movie, but my other cat, Miette, stared at me in the dark for quite some time. I will say this movie was at least as entertaining as being stared at by Miette.