Night Moves: Jesse Eisenberg In A 2013 Indie Thriller You Forgot To See
To blow up that damned dam or let that dammed river be?
To blow up that damned dam or let that dammed river be?
There is an image you cannot scrape from behind your eyes. It is a flash from a film, from something you dreamed, from a place unnamed and unknown.
The private eye flick turned into a bleak reflection of 1970s paranoia and loneliness.
Look and squirm at the gorgeous grotesque.
Oh, it’s long, this fight scene, but it is so much more.
There’s a new film out, written by Dennis Lehane, novelist behind Mystic River and Shutter Island and Gone Baby Gone. It stars Tom Hardy and the late, great James Gandolfini, and Noomi Rapace. […]
The life story of one-time famous bank robber, John Wojtowicz, played by Al Pacino in Dog Day Afternoon, is exactly as outrageous as you want it to be.
Turn your eyes inside and dig the vacuum.
The mid-80’s were the Golden Age of movie comedies and we didn’t even realize it.
The Drowning Pool has a lot going for it, but these elements just don’t float.
They say drama is easy; that it’s comedy that’s hard. I think, to take it a step further, that it’s comedy disguised as drama that’s the hardest.
Donald Rumsfeld may be the most impressive weasel in history, a mighty distinction indeed.
Walter Hill’s eye-opening 1979 documentary, The Warriors, gave many Americans their first glimpse of the real New York.
This one goes out to the one I left behind. Another prop has occupied my time. This one goes out to the one I love.