Synopsis
Love fades, but murder is forever.
A model causes an obsessed police photographer to lose his girlfriend and become a murder suspect.
1994 Directed by David Hartwell
A model causes an obsessed police photographer to lose his girlfriend and become a murder suspect.
Eric Roberts Kelly Preston R. Lee Ermey Eliza Roberts Joseph Sirola John Toles-Bey Jack Kehler Harvey Vernon Joan Stuart Morris Peter Pit Darryl Fong Marshall Bell Grant Cramer Homeselle Joy Frank Di Paolo Chuck Zito Michael Krawic Missy Hughes Gwen Kenneally Kathy Lynn Shea Matthew Krane Sam Travolta Fred Lombardo George Schwimmer James B. Downs Jack Moore Judy Morse Peter Christopher Jason La Fay Show All…
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The hammer strikes the firing pin and detonates a dream world in reverse (see the ring's glow, are we in the Black Lodge?!). The mirror suggests universal symmetry yet none are the same. You see what you want. Yours is a world well worn, predetermined, a purgatorial state of unbecoming. Your venial faults and transgressions water you down to a vehicle of unsatiated hypothalamus. The gorgeous blonde is a psycho hose beast, lulling your weak instinct into greater depravity. She is the snake charmer who defiles, the succubus that controls your world without time, which leaves you unraveling at work as you laugh at daytime soaps. The "wife material" yells and beckons to your deaf ears, and your use by…
There isn't any marble sex in David Hartwell's Love is a Gun but it is still an extremely bewildering movie. I'm not exaggerating when I say that it fried my brain a little bit. Reality started to disintegrate as much for me as it did for Eric Roberts’ character. It was kind of glorious to be honest.
"Somewhere way in the very back of your head, isn't there a tiny little voice talking to you right now? Tiny little voice that keeps saying: she's perfect for me. She's the answer to my dreams and prayers. She could be every woman to me…"
I've seen some wild and weird Eric Roberts movies in my time, but Love Is a Gun has melted my brain. I can't explain what happened, why it happened like it did, how that gun kept disappearing beyond the mirror's surface. You don't know what I'm talking about and I think I can feel my mind dripping out of my ears. But in a good way! This might well be Eric's most insane performance, which…
How come the world isn't obsessed with Eric Roberts the way they are with Nicolas Cage? This movie is bizarre in a way where I can't tell if it was intentional or not which is a big compliment. Spontaneous weirdness should be treasured.
"go to hell?? i'm in hell!" me too baby and i wouldn't change it for the world! i reaaaaaally wasn't expecting to straight up actually for real love this but i did lmfao, just the totally deranged dumb cuckoo bananas psychosexual erotic thriller of my dreams. it's perfect in every way! it's not my fault everyone else is wrong. :( this was the tipping point for me. how could i not immediately fall in love with love is a gun with every fiber of my being?!?!?!?! i now understand, accept, and hold space in my ❤️💘❤️ heart ❤️💘❤️ for eric roberts. i am sorry for myself that it took so long to see his light. truly a gift to the world, but more importantly, to me personally!
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What the fuck is this movie
A woman's place is on my face.
Eric Roberts is in training for forensics as a crime scene photographer, where his coworkers say stuff like the above quotation. At home, he eats with a bib. At work, he's quickly becoming friends with everyone. They even sing happy barfday to him on his barfday.
Somehow Eric gets involved in taking photos on the side for a one-time thing, but he says the photo he's taken has already been taken! He's seen the picture before at the police station. Are his girlfriend and the model playing a joke on him to take the same exact photograph?!
This is the beginning of his quick descent into madness trying to figure out what the…
borderline avant-garde attempt at an erotic/psychosexual thriller with Eric Roberts in prime scenery chewing mode, panicking about “bewitched” watches, attacking mirrors and matter of factly admitting to wanting to fuck a corpse — it mostly doesn’t make any sense but I won’t forget it
This is definitely up there for me as one of the weirdest of all time, definitely probably the strangest neo-noir I've ever seen (along with fellow 1993-1994 contenders South Beach, Past Perfect and Hard Drive) and a testament to Eric Roberts' fearless acting approach: he always gives it 120.7% no matter what movie he's trapped inside, in the process redefining the film itself, almost as if his acting is a movie in its own right, a Brechtian documentary about the journey and evolution of an actor against all existential odds. The story functions as another proto-Lost Highway dose of mind-shuckin Lynchian surrealism—scary, satirical, depressive jazz, flows like an art film, paranoid sounds and looks bombarding the main character from all…
Look — I will concede that maaaaybe there’s a company that makes THC edibles that’s advertising with the podcast, and maaaaybe they sent me some samples and I tried one before watching this. So there’s some small possibility that might have influenced the following, but…
This is the best movie ever made.
The DTV Jacob's Ladder x Mulholland Drive Eric Roberts movie I never knew I needed. Roberts does things here that I have never seen any actor even attempt to pull off and delivers a performance that cements his legacy as the only person in Hollywood that really even matters.
Definitely some dull and borderline incomprehensible moments throughout, but the final 20 minutes of this thing are so completely batshit insane all is forgiven. I sincerely and unironically loved it. Highest recommendation.