Velvet Cacoon - Atropine
September 28 2009 at 09:35:45 PM
Roll 'em. Would that the world was a place where
Margot at the Wedding Director Noah Bambauch saw fit to horrifically extend the sequence where Margot struggles noisily to bring herself to orgasm, grind-guard clicking against her teeth, both moan and groan muffled by pillow and sweat-soaked exasperation. At a running time of two hours, two minutes, 27 seconds, Velvet Cacoon’s ambient opus,
Atropine, soundtracks said hopeless wish in ways John Williams could only fathom were he fitted with leather hood and cape, ben wah in one hand, ball gag in the other, the Charm of Making lingering on his lips. Saddle up and ride the Dragon's breath...
[Stewart Voegtlin]