Sentences with phrase «so pretentious»

But decorating seems so pretentious and superfluous.

It's all so pretentious and cold.

So pretentious...

Julian Schnabel can be strange and hearing him talk about «being misundertood» seems so pretentious because he can do just about anything he loves to do for work and think it's not work.

Julian Schnabel can be strange and hearing him talk about «being misundertood» seems so pretentious because he can do just about anything he loves to do for work and...

David's verbiage is so pretentious, in fact, that I am now going to call his bluff and announce that I think it is a practical joke.

There's no need to sound so pretentious on a videogames forum.

«something - something, David Cage is so pretentious, so I'm not buying this game, utter - nonsense, I'm a tool.»

There are other cards to go for that are similar or better so the pretentious rules only hurt Chase.

Anderson has created a stoner comedy for the modern age, smart enough to know what it is but not so pretentious that it hides what sense of humor it has.

So pretentious comedy hipsters, stop telling me how brilliant this guy is; I already know!

His last film, «2046,» an experimental sci - fi / time - travel thingy was so pretentious and infuriating and laughable to me that I walked out of the press screening.

but not so pretentious that it expects us to actually have read it.

Even if one were able to overlook the egregiously in - your - face visuals, Maureen Medved's meandering, remarkably pointless screenplay would surely frustrate even the most avant - garde viewer (ie the whole thing is so pretentious that even the word pretentious doesn't really do it justice).

→ Born and raised in Paris, I'm not so pretentious to say I know Paris by heart.

Not exact matches

And pretentious and frankly childish comments such as the one so ineloquently written by Brad really are counter to your argument, however futile it ultimately is.

So essentially Bond was ordering a weak drink and being pretentious about it.

For those who are proud and pretentious it may not be so delightful.

You have no scientific proof to discredit a creator, so why not respect someone else's hypothesis, instead of being pretentious.

So that's why it's great that there are folks who can see all arguments and satirise the pretentious and those that have got too big for their boots.

Like Bonhoeffer, we yearn for unities and integrities that elude the grasp of so many faithful people in the world that one can easily conclude such yearning is pretentious.

I do think politics, family, education, art, religion and so on, can be particularly pretentious manifestations of our darkest selves.

What I love so much about Zahav is that every recipe is approachable, and unlike some of the other cookbooks on Middle Eastern cuisine, Zahav is the least bit pretentious.

It's so easy, it makes Dunkin' Donuts look pretentious.

whether for the right or wrong reasons, our leader chose to stay on when things took a turn of sorts... a new owner arrived on the scene, plans for a new stadium emerged and Wenger became the bearer of bad news... he sold us on a new story, one that required patience on our parts... financial constraints were the order of the day, so that the enormous sums spent on the new venue could be recouped... although some would question the validity of such claims, why wouldn't they believe their faithful leader... according to those within the hierarchy, the future never looked so bright, as this new home would ensure our place among the elites for years to come... as we all know now these claims were a well constructed fabrication and so those who feel they were duped in the process are infuriated and rightly so... the fact that this club and it's manager have continually misled the fans, especially following Gazidis's claims about our financial liquidity, simply rubbed more salt in an already gaping wound... this surely isn't how you treat your «family», especially when they supported you through the supposed «lean» years... it was a dirty trick played by Kroenke but the fact is was orchestrated by Wenger himself hurt the most... as for those in the media, many of whom are former players or longtime pundits, who observed the early years firsthand, saw this as the perfect opportunity to vent the anger they felt towards this pretentious man once and for all... all in all, karma's a bitch

so if we are to be super pretentious about my analogy.

Every choice we make is our own, so we should all start respecting each other's viewpoints and stop the sarcastic and pretentious comments.

You sound so convoluted and fucking pretentious, I don't see how all this even affects you at all.

So many other blogs I've read come across as pretentious and over-analytical and your tips and tricks are very easy to understand (and made me realize my mistakes)!

We have a screened - in patio («lanai» is what they call it here, pretentious Floridians), but half the year it's too disgusting to use and gets so thick with pollen.

I miss Sloane street (especially the La Perla boutique — the nicest one in the world) because they were so much less pretentious than here in Paris.

So lets go get coffee, go to an obnoxiously pretentious art gallery, go get some wine and play pool while trading stories and laugh about how horrible we are for each other.

These range from the embarrassed, «I'm new to this, so here goes» — to the meaningless, «I love laughing», to the pretentious — «I don't watch TV».

You don't intend on acting pretentious, and you certainly don't want a man who boasts about a career that isn't so great, or who talks about his car all the time.

«One guy was so over-the-top and pretentious,» she said.

So the crime scenes are rendered in sickening detail, and the whole film has a murky, madly pretentious tone.

Indeed, the film's reliance on audience familiarity with sources of so - called high culture has been dismissed in some quarters as a pretentious gimmick, as if it were somehow an eighth deadly sin to expect intelligence either in police detectives or attendees of lowly genre films.

Perhaps those who call it pretentious are doing so

So, let's pin the blame on a pretentious director who was totally NOT in control of his material.

At times this film can be fun to watch, but it tries so hard to deliver a message regarding the world being phony and pretentious and obsessed with physical beauty that it becomes what it is trying to parody.

It's not so much of a biopic, or even a proper film as it is pretentious, self - indulgent wankery.

The most prominent characters include Haven Hamilton (Henry Gibson), a socially conservative, arrogant country music star; Linnea Reese (Lily Tomlin), a gospel singer and mother of two deaf children; Del Reese (Ned Beatty), her lawyer husband and Hamilton's legal representative, who works as the local political organizer for the Tea Party - like Hal Philip Walker Presidential campaign; Opal (Geraldine Chaplin), an insufferably garrulous and pretentious BBC Radio reporter on assignment in Nashville, or so she claims; talented but self - involved sex - addict Tom Frank (Keith Carradine), one - third of a moderately successful folk trio who's anxious to launch a solo career; John Triplette (Michael Murphy), the duplicitous campaign consultant who condescendingly tries to secure top Nashville stars to perform at a nationally - syndicated campaign rally; Barbara Jean (Ronee Blakley), the emotionally - fragile, beloved Loretta Lynn - like country star recovering from a burn accident; Barnett (Allen Garfield), Barbara Jean's overwhelmed manager - husband; Mr. Green (Keenan Wynn), whose never - seen ailing wife is on the same hospital ward as Barbara Jean; groupie Martha (Shelley Duvall), Green's niece, ostensibly there to visit her ailing aunt but so personally irresponsible that she instead spends all her time picking up men; Pfc. Glenn Kelly (Scott Glenn), who claims his mother saved Barbara Jean's life but who mostly seems obsessed with the country music star; Sueleen Gay (Gwen Welles), a waitress longing for country music fame, despite her vacuous talent; Bill and Mary (Allan F. Nicholls and Cristina Raines), the other two - thirds of Tom's folk act, whose ambition overrides constant personal rancor; Winifred (Barbara Harris), another would - be singer - songwriter, fleeing to Nashville from her working - class husband, Star (Bert Remsen); Kenny Frasier (David Hayward), a loner who rents a room from Mr. Green and carries around a violin case; Bud Hamilton (Dave Peel), the gentle, loyal son of the abrasive Hamilton; Connie White (Karen Black), a glamorous country star who is a last - minute substitute for Barbara Jean at the Grand Old Opry; Wade Cooley (Robert DoQui), a cook at the airport restaurant where Sueleen works as a waitress and who tries unsuccessfully to convince her that she has no talent; and the eccentric Tricycle Man (Jeff Goldblum), who rides around in a three - wheel motorcycle, occasionally interacting with the other characters, showing off his amateur magic tricks, but who has no dialogue.

Instead of asinine comments on how impossible it would be to have a woman in combat (nevermind that she arrived in the final battle independent of the other fighters and so could not have been prevented from joining by the other men), it might have crossed your mind to mention how pretentious it was for the heroin of the film (which is what she is) to be directly compared to such a major historical figure.

Hong Kong superstar Chow Yun - Fat is so charismatic in his second Hollywood outing, The Corruptor, that he almost makes us forget that the movie itself is one of the more pretentious, muddled and incompetent action films to come along in some time.

Aside from the shakey cam, which is so intrusive, pretentious and totally unneccesary, the actual story and execution of it is woeful.

Note that her pretentious accent aigu was superimposed over Renée Zellweger's first name for the cover - art credits of this disc (she's plain old «Renee» on screen), and that, so far as one can tell, Tobey Maguire's expunged role continues to reside in a vault somewhere.

It doesn't help that Snyder's trademark use of slow motion and dramatic sound effects to accentuate everything comes across as so absurdly pompous and pretentious.

Films that might have fit this putative strand included the charming but overlong Timeless Stories, co-written and directed by Vasilis Raisis (and winner of the Michael Cacoyannis Award for Best Greek Film), a story that follows a couple (played by different actors at different stages of the characters» lives) across the temporal loop of their will - they, won't - they relationship from childhood to middle age and back again — essentially Julio Medem - lite, or Looper rewritten by Richard Curtis; Michalis Giagkounidis's 4 Days, where the young antiheroine watches reruns of Friends, works in an underpatronized café, freaks out her hairy stalker by coming on to him, takes photographs and molests invalids as a means of staving off millennial ennui, and causes ripples in the temporal fold, but the film is as dead as she is, so you hardly notice; Bob Byington's Infinity Baby, which may be a «science - fiction comedy» about a company providing foster parents with infants who never grow up, but is essentially the same kind of lame, unambitious, conformist indie comedy that has characterized U.S. independent cinema for way too long — static, meticulously framed shots in pretentious black and white, amoral yet supposedly lovable characters played deadpan by the usual suspects (Kieran Culkin, Nick Offerman, Megan Mullally, Kevin Corrigan), reciting apparently nihilistic but essentially soft - center dialogue, jangly indie music at the end, and a pretty good, if belated, Dick Cheney joke; and Petter Lennstrand's loveably lo - fi Up in the Sky, shown in the Youth Screen section, about a young girl abandoned by overworked parents at a sinister recycling plant, who is reluctantly adopted by a reconstituted family of misfits and marginalized (mostly puppets) who are secretly building a rocket — it's for anyone who has ever loved the Tintin moon adventures, books with resourceful heroines, narratives with oddball gangs, and the legendary episode of Angel where David Boreanaz turned into a Muppet.

He's actually brought back Bond twice (Brosnan and Craig) but seemingly he does his thing and relaunches the franchise and the makers then kick him to the kerb so they can flit around with their pretentious new director friends.

Not to mention grating at times — the fan who gets the most screen time, 14 - year - old Gabriel Koerner, is so smugly pretentious one wishes he would end up on the wrong end of a phaser.