KoniWorx's movie Reviews on Newgrounds

[science unfair]

this must be the first time i've ever seen a submission under judgement already on the frontpage lol

really cool animation mate, loving the craftiness in it!

[The Forest]

Pretty cool! I like the art direction in this, it feels well rounded. The line wiggle is interesting.
The storytelling felt a bit flat, quite predictable. I think just having the basic twist of the victim killing the attacker after the cut would have switched it around enough. It's a cool little project though, I think you should explore this further.

psychicpxl responds:

Woah thank you for the message! I'll try and improve the story telling in the next one, I spent way too long working on the visuals -(*o*)-

[Optimus]

phhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[First Date]

seems like really nice guy

[Tweening is so difficult]

The animation portal is not made for work in progress posts. Please post stuff that is finished.

[Bridge Kids: One Man's Trash]

Finessed me good with that fourth wall brake

[I'm Osama]

This has NG spirit written all over it.

[Are you ready to jingle your bells?]

Are You Ready to Jingle Your Bells? is the uncharted nexus where holiday tradition and unrepentant innuendo meet, offering an auditory pilgrimage into the yuletide abyss of human experience. Like a snowflake on the precipice of melting, the song whispers truths about the fragility of Christmas spirit, yet it does so through the unparalleled profundity of phrases like “suck-oh-mah,” “stroke-oh-mah,” and “lick-oh-mah,” as if the very jingling of bells were an ode to the universal dance of give and take. The inclusion of a box-shaped character—perhaps a metaphor for the unopened potential within us all—casts a shadow and simultaneously illuminates, asking whether we are merely observers or participants in this sensual sleigh ride of existence. The jingle bells themselves become phallic symbols of seasonal joy, rising and falling in perfect harmony, suggesting that the essence of Christmas is less about giving and more about embracing the subtle strokes of life’s unpredictability. This is not just a song but a philosophical reckoning, a candy-cane-wrapped conundrum daring you to unwrap it and confront the carnal, comical truth hidden within the heart of the holidays.

[Meet the Super Dupers]

Meet the Super Dupers is, without question, an experience that transcends any conceivable framework of understanding. It is, at once, both a tangible entity and an ephemeral concept, existing in a state of perpetual flux that defies categorization. To call it "entertainment" would be to underestimate its layered complexity, and yet to call it anything else feels equally insufficient.

The sheer essence of Meet the Super Dupers is a kaleidoscope of impressions—each one more ineffable than the last. It manages to be simultaneously groundbreaking, revolutionary, nostalgic, and... dare I say it, superlatively super. The characters—or are they ideas?—create an energy that oscillates between exhilarating dynamism and a profound stillness that speaks volumes while saying absolutely nothing.

Experiencing Meet the Super Dupers is not simply an act; it’s a metamorphosis. You are not just a viewer; you are a participant in an undefined cosmic interplay where expectations exist only to be obliterated. What it means—or what it doesn't mean—is for you to decide, or maybe not to decide, or to pretend you’ve decided while knowing you never really could.

If there is one undeniable truth about Meet the Super Dupers, it is this: it exists. It is there, occupying space and time, doing something—or perhaps nothing—that leaves an indelible mark on all who encounter it.

In the grand scheme of things, where does Meet the Super Dupers belong? Everywhere. Nowhere. Somewhere in between. It’s not just a title; it’s a movement. A phenomenon. A vibration in the collective consciousness.

And honestly, isn’t that what life is all about?