Going Ape #2: Beneath The Planet Of The Apes
In which I venture into the first of The Planet of The Apes sequels, and do not emerge unscathed.
In which I venture into the first of The Planet of The Apes sequels, and do not emerge unscathed.
If you haven’t seen Coherence, don’t read most of this article.
That’s Viggo Mortensen, Kirsten Dunst, and Oscar Isaac acting squiggly throughout the scenic Mediterranean.
Sorcerer, William Friedkin’s gritty, arty, ’77 remake of the classic ’53 French action movie, The Wages of Fear, had the misfortune to open one month after Star Wars.
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!”
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.
Some films are erotic; others stand naked.
There are few real artists left, suggests Jarmusch. And they are mostly vampires.
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.
Is your ranking of which Marvel movie is best and which is worst complete?
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.”