SFIFF Preview: Harmony Lessons, And Musings On Film Festival Films As A Genre
In which, by way of SFIFF entry Harmony Lessons, I ponder the film festival drama as its own genre, one I may have no business opining upon.
In which, by way of SFIFF entry Harmony Lessons, I ponder the film festival drama as its own genre, one I may have no business opining upon.
“Take your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty ape!”
They’re everywhere. Waiting. Watching. Rustling in the breeze. Flowering, some of them, the dirty bastards. Plants. Shrubs, trees, perennials, grass. Everywhere you look. Biding their sweet time. Shrug off the […]
There’s little under the skin of Under The Skin. It’s a movie as visual and auditory experiment.
War is a madhouse, religion is a joke, and suicide is painless.
Follow me as I continue my Indiana Jones-like journey of discovery into the world of French director Robert Bresson. Will I find any golden idols? We can only hope.
Watching Europa Report, a found footage science fiction movie from 2013, I realized why it is I’ve never liked found footage movies: they’re fake.
Who the hell came up with Captain America, anyway? It’s like someone said, “I love Superman, but he’s so complex, with so many shades of grey to his character. If only there was a simpler version, but one still impervious to harm.”
We’ve all been there. In an alley. With a gun. A knife. A fist. Or with money, paying off a hit-man, not worrying about the grisly details. Sometimes people are inconvenient, is the thing, and what more convenient way to remove their inconvenience than by murdering them?
Don’t know what movies, old and new, you ought to be excited about seeing this April? Do not panic. We are here to assist.
Nowadays it’s common knowledge that the monsters living on Mars are far from humanoid in shape. We know they live inside the planet, hiding from the eyes behind our telescopes, […]
Finally, the eternal question is answered: why tapeworms, Noah? You leave the dinosaurs and take the tapeworms? We demand an explanation!
Woe to thee who dares view this broken down turd of a movie.
It feels like only yesterday that Silver Streak opened. Or so. The first pairing of Gene Wilder and Richard Pryor, to be followed by beloved classics like Stir Crazy, See No Evil, Hear No Evil, and the unforgettable Another You. Which I completely forgot about. I even forgot to see it.