Sleepless Night Slams You Against the Tarmac
If you’d like a compact pill of tension: Sleepless Night.
Author Archives: Evil Genius
About Elly: Solving the Mystery of Yourself
A bitter ending is better than an endless bitterness.
Mad Max: Fury Road — Real Action Reaction
Cataclysmically, unrelentingly action packed, like a room full of toddlers hopped up on PCP and strapped to power saws, told that only the last of them standing gets the graham cracker
What Not to Watch: The Skeleton Twins
Films about suicide should probably try harder to not make you want to kill yourself.
The Mule: On the Value of Crap
The Mule is a film about holding onto your shit, in every definition of the phrase.
Penguins, Daredevils, Batmen, & Other Flailing Franchises
Audiences are strange. You can chase them, and try to manipulate them. Sometimes that works and sometimes it don’t.
Mind-Control Double Feature #106: Now With Twice the Heroin
Come for the heroin. Stay for the, uh, the heroin? If you can find it? Maybe it’s inside a doll? Seems likely.
Furious 7 Gets Completely Untethered
Where we’re going, we don’t need roads.
White God Increases Your Risk of Heartworm
Mongrel monster movie White God (Fehér isten) wants to have it’s kibble and eat it too.
Going Clear (Around the Bend): Scientology and Your Alien Overlords
What you already know about Scientology, explained, by Alex Gibney and HBO.
A Brief Stab at Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th is as gelatinous as baby poop and marginally less endearing.
’71 — The Stunning Strain of Simple Survival
In the film ’71, as in reality, the intricacies of politics, the recognition of our neighbors’ equality in fear and fury — things such as these play soft second fiddle to keeping the blood flowing to our brains.
Mind-Control Double Feature #105: Auto-Erotic Asphyxiation
In which David Cronenberg’s Maps to the Stars and Sion Sono’s Why Don’t You Play in Hell? compete to see which can get cinema drunk on its own death faster.
There Is Only One Catch, and That’s Catch-22
I suppose you’d have to be crazy to like Catch-22, but then if you’re crazy, who cares what you think? I guess that’s the catch.