American Trash

My husband and I finally got a chance to watch "American Trash" on Amazon Prime and we loved it! Robert LaSardo is a U. S. Navy Veteran and wrote and directed the unique story, which brings insight into the suffering that PTSD inflicts on soldiers. The production value was excellent, with the realistic and gritty cinematography adding to the themes of social decay and too little empathy for our Veterans. The acting by the entire cast was top notch throughout. Robert LaSardo, Costas Mandylor, and Tom Sizemore show why they are stars, as their charismatic presence just jumps off the screen. Gigi Gustin gave a beautiful performance, and I was so happy that Tom Sizemore was at the top of his acting game in one of his last roles! This is a must see and congratulations to Robert LaSardo and producer Diana Carter!!! 💖💖💖

First I may say it was a pleasure to chat with Robert Lasardo himself, after seeing him in a lot of my fav films .., American Thrash , was a different type of film o seen Robert do, he showed a different range of acting , dept in his character Milles, , a very gritty feeling the movie set you in, shows the very down side of Los Angeles, and for Robert directoraldebut , it was a hit ...for me .. Not to spoil anything but was a great ending sequence to this movie , , also this movie shows love, hope , in this storm of humanity .. Realize have more to say , this movie also shows the individual struggles of these characters.

We are all connected, every one of us - and this film shows us that throughout the story. Grief and stress change us from the inside out, and in American Trash we see this with Milles and grow to understand his psyche and the massive love hidden deep down inside, especially for Melissa.

So much of life is out of our control, but love wins. We make choices every day and these choices shape our lives and the lives of our loved ones. Both fear and love battle it out in this story and the moments captured are deep and true.

Robert, keep directing and writing. It was an honor being a part of this film.

This film is absolutely something else in the best way. It is beyond well done. I'm absolutely blown away. I haven't cried this many times during a film in a really long time. This hit home with me so hard it's a bit crazy. This is his first dramatic Opus as director and actor & writing etc. The nuances and steady pacing of all of it was incredible. It's starts as if it's a slow burn and you really feel everything. I'm gonna have to do a whole review on this honestly. There's so much more to talk about! The angles, cinematography, editing, in the relationships between the characters. All so dynamic and different. You really accomplished a massive milestone Robert LaSardo! I've always enjoyed your on screen presence but I really can't wait to see more sides of you! Something really interesting as well is the steady energy of this film. And great supporting cast! It's very rich in substance and you portray the feelings of flashbacks & invasive thoughts & extreme emotions so on point! Another palpable factor is the portrayal of frustration like as he spoke to the cop about the investigation at the window and he was being a dick. I can totally relate. Also a huge accomplishment is the underlying Manson story that is presented in a very unique and approachable way. Which led to Lasardo's podcast with Reaper deep diving into it. Thank you for giving this your heart and soul! And thank you for letting scenes breathe. Not a lot of people doing that correctly in film today. So sick of fast cuts.

Yeah, I watched it. American Trash. And let me tell you something-this one doesn't ask for your approval. It doesn't play nice, it doesn't clean up its face to make you comfortable. It bleeds. It burns. It tells the truth-the kind you buried under years of lies, trash, and plastic smiles.

I don't particularly care to explain nothing to you.

I don't look up at you for any reason to bring my report card home anymore, and neither does this film.

LaSardo don't act here he remembers.

You can see it in his walk, in his voice, in the dead stare of someone who's lived through it and didn't come back for your applause.

These aren't characters, they're the ones you labeled, discarded, locked up, pushed out. And they still exist.

We're done begging for your stamp of approval. This movie doesn't ask if it can speak-it screams through the cracks of a rotting system. You call it trash? That's a mirror you're looking into-and it scares you.

The pain in this film is earned. It's the raw, twitching pulse of people who've been run through the gears of your machine and spit out half-alive. It's trauma, survival-it's love in pure form. The kind you don't understand because you were too busy pretending everything was okay while the world burned behind your gated walls.

American Trash ain't trying to make you feel good. It's trying to make you see.

The blood, the loss, the wild truth beneath the makeup of your civilized sickness.

But what can you teach other people?

That's what I'd like to know too.

Because society already thinks it knows.

But society is just a jellyfish controlled by the people who move the sheep around.

I endorse this movie.

Because it doesn't pretend.

Because it remembers the forgotten.

Because it's real.

And if that makes you uncomfortable... Good

Feel free to honor your programming on anything that does not conform to your standards that live in a basement posturing in authority to the rats that run your keyboards.

Charlie Manson.