If you can acknowledge its shortcomings but accept its general premise, you will emerge three hours later extremely sad and horny.

This scene is something of a litmus test: If you cannot accept Brad Pitt at his being hit by two cars at once, you do not deserve him at his oral sex with peanut butter. But mostly, it works, because at this point in the film, you’ve just spent 15 minutes falling madly in love with Brad Pitt’s supernaturally hot character, and his death is so random and shocking and rude (again, he was so hot) that it jolts you directly onto the parallel plane of consciousness you need to be on to really appreciate this movie. In context, it’s … also sort of like that. I’ll concede that, out of context, this clip is jarring enough to be funny, located somewhere between the uncanny valley and the 1990s. This is the most bonkers one minute of a movie that I have ever seen /wjRxHlIBO4- Rose O'Shea April 11, 2019 The movie popped back into public discussion on Twitter last week, via an out-of-context clip of Brad flirting with Claire before abruptly being hit by two cars at once and dying a horrible, violent death.

However, if you do fall for its weird charms, you will be rewarded with several scenes of Brad Pitt eating peanut butter in a way that can only be described as pornographic, and a sex scene wherein Brad Pitt - remember, a virgin! - holds back tears of joy as he mounts Claire Forlani near a gigantic indoor pool. It also requires a real suspension of disbelief to watch Brad Pitt pretend to be a virgin. It requires a suspension of cynicism to let yourself get caught up in a three-hour film about Anthony Hopkins coming to terms with his mortality while his mortality sits next to him at dinner. ( Much like The OA, this movie is embarrassing to describe out loud.) To this day, even the first few notes of the sweeping score bring me to tears.īut Meet Joe Black is not for everyone. I first watched this movie with my mom right after her dad died, and we sobbed the entire way through, both of us finding our own connections to the story of a beloved father (Hopkins) leaving his daughter (Claire Forlani) behind as she, uh … well, as she falls in love with the Grim Reaper. It reenters the discourse every few years, usually after someone who’s never seen it stumbles upon it on late-night cable TV, then either dismisses it as totally absurd or defends its bizarre beauty. Meet Joe Black, Martin Brest’s 1998 film starring Brad Pitt as Death on holiday and Anthony Hopkins as his unwitting host, is an odd duck of a movie.

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