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(1967)
This annoying, paranoid old bag finds some money that someone hid in her flat and thinks her ship has finally come in, but then this shady family gets her loaded, steals it, and leaves her passed out in an alley. Easy come, easy go I guess. She has some more boring misadventures after that, but I kind of lost interest because I was still thinking about the family that ripped her off, specifically their daughter. That thieving little hottie was pretty impressive; she can help me rob little old ladies any time. In fact, she's so damn fine I'd double her cut: 20%. As for the old bag, the welfare office decides she shouldn't be living alone, so they track down her deadbeat husband and convince him to move back in with her. Eventually they even get him a job driving around some guy named "Mr. Fish":
Things go on like this for a while and I was pretty sure I was getting the message (old, poor people suck), but just when you'd think they'd start wrapping it all up some toughs bushwhack Mr. Fish's assistant and suddenly we're watching a geriatric version of Pulp Fiction. Seriously, what the fuck? The old lady I thought this was supposed to be about is definitely puttering around in the wrong movie now, so I figured it would be curtains for her soon enough. Fortunately for everyone though this is pretty much where the damn thing finally ends. So why is it called "The Whisperers"? Well, the old lady thinks she hears voices once or twice at the very beginning. That's it. It's kind of like calling Star Wars "The Adventures of R5-D4", but hey, whatever, it's not my movie. If it had been, the main character would've been the aforementioned daughter, and the only whispering she'd be doing would be sweet nothings in my ear. While I fucked her. |
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