Mickey Knox (Woody Harrelson) and Mallory Knox (Juliette Lewis) are two psychotic, married, serial murderers who are on a rampage across the country (USA). They become infamous thanks to the work of a tabloid television journalist Wayne Gale (Robert Downey Jr) who is Australian.

They get arrested.

"I had a girlfriend like Mallory once. She died kick boxing a kangaroo. I still keep in touch with the kangaroo though."

"A movie guaranteed to upset 95% of its audience, and 99.9% of those who have heard about it but not seen it yet."

"A veritable evil cornucopia of winding uppage. Bravisimo in a Donald Duck type voice!"

"What this movie taught me was that I could be upset to a state of letter writing frenzy but still grow spiritually. Thankfully, I was fine after the seventh verse of Koombyaaa."

"A soundtrack to die for, or at least to be choked to unconsciousness."

"An important statement about the abuse of the media, cops who kill for pleasure, and Australian reporters, said wittily using copious amounts of blood."

"Who is the maddest? The journalist, the cops or the crazee killers? No wonder newspapers across the world slatted this movie so. Thankfully, American reporters did not come out of this movie too badly. Why pick on Australian reporters though, Mr Stone? I think you have some more answering to do mate!"

"A rare achievement. Oliver Stone's 'guaranteed to piss them off' assault on the journalism 'profession.' An amazing movie, if uncomfortable to watch in places."

"Using mainstream actors, this is a proud art house movie. Not until Fight Club did we see anything as important and as similar. One to watch, and savor like the finest of cigars, although it's very violent and it's probably best to take the cigar out of your mouth when the fighting starts."

Our hero's succeed in a jail break when a live, televised (Super Bowl special!) interview from the prison with Mickey, goes wrong. Wayne Gail (who ultimately becomes as murderous with guns as our heroes) gets shot by our anti-hero's on camera, pleading for his life at the end.

Mickey and Mallory end the movie free.

A brilliant satire on the media and how it packages people into a commodity, in a corrupt world where cops murder women and red necks dance all funny in out of the way diners...

A scream fest of 'So who are the bad guys these days?' proportions. In this world, serial killers are now just a commodity used to build a sheep like television audience to sell advertisements to, journalists build a career on the deeds of criminals, and corrupt cops write best seller books. Folks, this movie is about packaged sin, sin as a commodity in the free market and, be honest, apart from the killing, wouldntcha just do it if you could get away with it? The money's mighty fine!

The movie is both harsh and bloody - it is not a painless ride - this is one of those fulfilling long walks along a familiar trail, at times difficult, but, ultimately, rewarding (if a little too peppered with blood, giblets and BANG! for my liking).

That this movie was pilloried by the tabloid press when it was released is testament to how effective the movie is. The gutter press should hate this movie, else the movie would not have succeeded in delivering its 'up yours tabloids' message.

Oliver Stone is worthy of hero worship, always. Sir, I am on both knees in the worship pose just writing this review. A stunning masterpiece, brave, challenging, art housey, mesmerizing, important, funny, strange and, yet, using mainstream actors to telegraph an uneasy familiarity... Utter respect Stone dude.

By the way, M&M are Mickey and Mallory. Is this where Eminem got his name from? Nobody tells me nothing. My previous certainty that it was the multicolored chocolate nibbles has been shaken to the core.

Anything you have seen on a tv advert in the past week.

This movie is a treasure trove of shooting people with guns. If you are in to this kind of killing then do not miss this movie.

Perhaps this movie could be improved with more bunny rabbits and ducks ruffling their feathers in dust.

You can judge how antiestablishment this movie is by the rumpus the movie caused in the media when it was released. This is movie making of the highest caliber. A movie which attacks the media.

Does it glorify killing? Well, that's the whole point of the movie, surely - the way trash TV glorifies killing, making it a prime time show. The big time murderers are all characters in the evening's schedules and this movie is about them. Try to defend that to a tabloid journalist, and they have enough ammunition to make anyone sound like a gun toting hoodlum who wants to see people being shot for sport...

Dogs with a weak heart may need to be guided from the room if the sound of gun shot affects them. If, during the movie, the dog does have a heart attack try the heart massage techniques they showed on public television the other day, and even the kiss of life if you want - just try to stop your tongue touching his as it won't taste nice, especially if he has just licked his bottom in the last thirty minutes.

Cats will enjoy the movie as they will be confident that they could jump out of the way of the bullets.

Snakes will enjoy only the parts of the movie in which they feature. Avoid putting one around your neck in the second half of the movie in case they get ideas of the constricty kind...

There is nothing that can't be distorted/hyped by the media in a television documentary on any subject, especially if the only point of the documentary is to get a big audience so that advertisers can sell products to them...

Around 100.

A bald Woody Harrelson head paper weight.

Don't watch this movie unless you are in art house tabloid media attacking mode. There are about 2500 cuts in this movie - lots of quick cuts to devils, rabbits and snakes.

Yes. Watch out for the moment when the f-word is beeped in the live feed with Mickey - brilliant.

One of those once in a while movies that caused a media frenzy when it comes out, including the inevitable allegation of copy cat killings etc. An important movie from an important director, but a director who is doomed to be only fully appreciated in his home land if he ever dies violently, and they get it all on film.

This is an utterly awesome movie which treats it's contemptible subject with utter contempt. Oliver Stone we salute you with every salutable limb and appendage in our body.

June 16, 2003