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Category Archives: #HaikuReview

I watch a movie
That I have never seen then
Review through haiku

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Onward

Posted on February 29, 2020 by carltellstales
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A right proper quest
Of magic, adventure and
A face full of tears.

#HaikuReview | Carl Burkitt

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Late Night

Posted on February 16, 2020 by carltellstales
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There was…bits…and stuff.
I liked…jokes…something missing…
The…John Lithgow though.

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Thunder Road

Posted on February 16, 2020 by carltellstales
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The film’s opening
Monologue is perfection.
My eyes were oceans.

#HaikuReview | Carl Burkitt

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Hairspray

Posted on February 16, 2020 by carltellstales
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Velma Von Tussle,
Miss Wimsey, Seaweed J Stubbs.
The writer wrote NAMES.

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Parasite

Posted on February 9, 2020 by carltellstales
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There was…and then…and…
Then what about the…with the…
And then the…there was…

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1917

Posted on January 11, 2020 by carltellstales
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They should’ve called it
Stressfulteen Stressfulteen. Christ.
Bloody stressful…teen.

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Jojo Rabbit

Posted on January 5, 2020 by carltellstales
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Taika Waititi
Is on fire at the moment.
Properly aflame.

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Little Women

Posted on January 3, 2020 by carltellstales
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Ruddy good film, that.
A right, rollicking, bloody,
Ruddy good film, that.

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Knives Out

Posted on December 5, 2019 by carltellstales
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A fun whodunit.
A whofunit if you will…
You won’t? Fair enough.

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Official Secrets

Posted on November 9, 2019 by carltellstales
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Good, but the couple
Never had a consistent
Side of the bed. Odd.

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