Mind Control Double Feature #87: Mad Doctors
There is no scarier place on earth than a hospital. Disease festers on every surface. The halls echo with screams of the dying. Depraved, sleep-deprived medical practitioners fornicate in ORs.
There is no scarier place on earth than a hospital. Disease festers on every surface. The halls echo with screams of the dying. Depraved, sleep-deprived medical practitioners fornicate in ORs.
In the late ‘50s, a Belgian invented smurfs. Things have only gotten stranger over there ever since.
The Grand Budapest Hotel is not set in Hungary. It’s set in the imaginary European Republic of Zubrowka. More exactly, it’s set in the little dollhouse of Wes Anderson’s head.
In which the thrill of finding a new subatomic particle is made manifest. It’s Pi day, folks. Let’s talk about physics. And then maybe eat some pie.
I’m not going to say that Nicolas Cage is the best actor of his generation. I am going to say he’s the strangest. Nicolas Cage is his own genre. Nic Cage is a nouveau shaman.
Hayao Miyazaki’s final film (so he says), The Wind Rises, is a fitting close to his career. It feels ephemeral. It blows by soft as a summer breeze. It’s the […]
Back in the Depression, nothing was more delightful than watching impossibly rich ne’er-do-wells robbing even richer ones only to fall madly in love with one another and sail away into diamond encrusted sunsets.
Godfrey Reggio’s latest film (documentary?) (experiment?), Visitors, is something of a continuation of his Qatsi trilogy, but not so much that it earns a Hopi title. It is the Qatsiless Qatsi.
The Academy Awards, AKA Hollywood’s Meat Parade, are coming to a television near you this Sunday evening, and you know what that means: you’re going to lose the office Oscar pool yet again.
I was a lucky child. Where I grew up, in Palo Alto, we had The New Varsity Theater, a rep movie house that showed double and triple bills covering the […]
You want to talk odd kettles of fish, colorful Siamese fighting fish, even, you should take a look at Rumble Fish.
In which we travel to 1970s San Francisco and experience a profound and inescapable paranoia.
In which we look more deeply into Revenge of The Nerds than one would think advisable.
Somewhere in England, during the English Civil War, on the far side of a hedgerow, in a field, three soldiers and an alchemist’s assistant leave the battle in search of an alehouse.